The absurdity of happiness is that it is embarrassing to discuss or even mention, impossible to define or measure, may not be achievable at all - or, at best, only intermittently and unconsciously - and may even turn into its opposite if directly pursued, but that it frequently turns up unexpectedly in the course of pursuing something else.
There is no tease more infuriating.
The Age of Absurdity - Michael Foley
I had to read this quote a couple of times to fully grasp it but it's so true!
The Age of Absurdity is a must read.
(sorry mum, I still have your copy, but you will get it back, I promise!)
I found happiness in a handful freshly picked raspberries the other day ... curious, isn't it?