"Rest, nature, books, music,
such is my idea of happiness."
~Leo Tolstoy
I'd add in tad of red, otherwise
methinks Tolstoy had the right
recipe.
Patently, the world in its entirety
seeks happiness in one way or
another. Mere survival may keep
that infamous h-word at bay for
some. For others, they hold the
key in their hands and don't even
realize it.
I'm coming to the conclusion
that happiness lies in contentment,
the satisfaction of a job well done,
the enjoyment of small details.
Our literary greats have written
re the subject ad nauseam . . .
We hear the words, we get what
they mean, we can even repeat
them.
But . . . do we really? It's almost
as if we're listening, repeating,
but not internalizing. Can't help
but wonder if this is what aging
is all about. Finally, finally, we
get it . . .
. . . but how to share it?!
- - -
Count Lev Tolstoy was a Russian
writer who is regarded as one of
the greatest authors of all time.
He received nominations for the
Nobel Literature Prize 1902 - 1906
and for the Nobel Peace Prize 1901,
1902, 1909. 1828 - 1910. Wikipedia
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