Anne Gilchrist On Happiness

0E6D8061-4042-4D5C-9738-1C1329EA41C0Anne Gilchrist (February 25, 1828 – November 29, 1885)

I used to think it was great to disregard happiness, to press on to a high goal, careless, disdainful of it. But now I see that there is nothing so great as to be capable of happiness; to pluck it out of “each moment and whatever happens”; to find that one can ride as gay and buoyant on the angry, menacing, tumultuous waves of life as on those that glide and glitter under a clear sky; that it is not defeat and wretchedness which come out of the storm of adversity, but strength and calmness.