Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
AristotleRead
Happiness belongs to the self sufficient.
Interpretation
True happiness is found in self-sufficiency and independence.
This quote by Aristotle emphasizes that genuine happiness arises not from external circumstances or dependencies, but from an individual's ability to be self-sufficient. It suggests that when a person can rely on themselves for emotional and practical needs, they achieve a deeper and more enduring sense of joy and contentment.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth, one might say: 'Remember, happiness belongs to the self-sufficient.'
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
Those who cannot bravely face danger are the slaves of their attackers.
For often, when one is asleep, there is something in consciousness which declares that what then presents itself is but a dream.
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But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be time unless there is soul, but only that of which time is an attribute, i.e. if change can exist without soul.
The whole is more than the sum of its parts.
A cup of tea would restore my normality.
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I don't look my best when I wake up! But I do feel beautiful when I'm tired and happy and I've had a good laugh and a glass of champagne.
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The universe is already programmed to give each of us a year of happiness. Our challenge lies in programming ourselves to receive it.
But day after day of depression, the kind that doesnβt seem to merit carting me off to a hospital but allows me to sit here on this stoop in summer camp as if I were normal, day after day wearing down everybody who gets near me. My behavior seems, somehow, not acute enough for them to know what to do with me, though Iβm just enough of a mess to be driving everyone around me crazy.
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