I can't force your lips to smile, but I can show them how easily mine do.

You're right; you can't make someone be happy. But I don't see the harm in trying.

Don't seek to be happy; let everyone else chase after that rainbow. Seek to be kind, and you'll find the rainbow follows you.

Happiness branches from the tree of kindness, abounding with the fruit of sweet smiles.

People are drawn to you because you make them feel happy; I understand that. But wouldn't it be nice to have people flock to you wishing for your happiness?

We forget that the sweetest joys are found in the simplest acts: hugs, laughter, quiet observation, basic movements, holding hands, pleasant music, shared stories, a listening ear, an unhurried visit, and selfless service. It is sad we forget a truth so elementary.

We hunger after the sweet nectar of happiness without understanding that it is harvested from the flowering field of good deeds.

Happiness is simply a habit of looking on the brighter side of everything.

The power of a smile is such that even drawing a happy face on a piece of paper makes your lips turn up.