Happiness

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"Whether this moment is happy or not depends on you. It's you that makes the moment happy. It's not the moment that makes you happy. With mindfulness, concentration and insight, any moment can become a happy moment. Happiness is an art."


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✍ Thích Nhất Hạnh(Thừa Thiên–Huế, Vietnam, 11 October 1926).
◙ Joos de Momper
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