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Men in the vehement pursuit of happiness grasp at the first object which offers to them any prospect of satisfaction, but immediately they turn an introspective eye and ask, ‘Am I happy?’ and at once from their innermost being a voice answers distinctly, ‘No, you are as poor and as miserable as before.' Then they think it was the object that deceived them and turn precipitately to another. But the second holds as little satisfaction as the first…Wandering then through life restless and tormented, at each successive station they think that happiness dwells at the next, but when they reach it happiness is no longer there. In whatever position they may find themselves there is always another one which they discern from afar, and which but to touch, they think, is to find the wished delight, but when the goal is reached discontent has followed on the way stands in haunting constancy before them.

Merit Karma (punya) has made one wander in the worldly life. Merit Karma brings together sensual pleasures (of 5 senses), from which arises deceit. Temptation to indulge in pleasure is the reason that gives rise to deceit. And deceit gives rise to the worldly life. Deceit and revengeful enmity is the reason this worldly life remains in existence.

Misery doesn't like company, misery wants you to itself. It wants to ostracize you from the world so that misery is all you have. It wants to lock you in a dark room, just you, and it, so that all you can think about is how awful you feel and how lonely you are, or would be without misery to share your life with. Misery gives it all to one person; it's clingy, demanding and obsessive. If you try to leave it, it will come after you, stalk you, watch your every move and discover your every weakness. There is no room for any others in a relationship like that.

Misery is the outcome of one's continuous negative evaluations of one's life.

Misery can only be quelled but never cured.

Misery is a state of unconciousness. We are miserable because we are not aware of what we are doing, of what we are thinking, of what we are feeling -- so we are continuously contradicting ourselves each moment. Action goes in one direction,thinking goes in another,feeling is somewhere else. We go on falling apart, we become more and more fragmented. There are only two ways out of it. They can become meditators - alert,aware,conscious... that's an arduous thing. It needs guts. Or the cheaper way is to find something that can make you even more unconcious thank you are, so you cannot feel the misery,like drugs and alcohol,sometimes even religion...

Misery is the price one pays for loving the unlovable.

Misery is vitamin for the Soul (The Real-Self), and happiness is vitamin for the body (The Non-Self).

Misery loves company. For the sake of your sanity, avoid entertaining her.

Miseries of a birth.

Misery is a heart that can never be content with what it has and, by always craving something more, brings about its own destruction. And desolation is a heart so fearful of losing what it hoards that it never knows the richness that comes from being able to give.

Misery is an unpleasant painful experience (ashata vedaniya); result of misery is artadhyan (mournful contemplation that hurts the self).

Misery is only better than death because you can rise from it.

Misery suffered did not justify misery to come.

Misery teaches you more than joy.

Misery begets equality.

Misery has a top, but no bottom. So you have to climb out.

Misery is a scar on the soul, that if it begins in childhood, it lasts the whole lifetime. I understand that no two scars are alike, but I also ask myself; even if these scars are not alike, aren’t these things engraved on our souls signed by which we know each other?Aren’t we also alike?

Misery loved company, but damnation needed it.

Misery loves good company, so if you are surrounded with drama, gossip and fools you may want to consider that you are presently at risk of becoming one of them.

Misery requires paradises lost

Misery will never be your destiny. Your mind deserves joy in abundance, but it's your responsibility to constantly feed the right words and beliefs to it.

Misery will not come to the one who does not deceive his own Self. Miseries arise because one deceives one’s own Self.

Misery and poverty of a nation does not depend on how fertile their land is but the fertility of their thoughts.

Misery builds character, happiness makes cheesecake.

Misery, don't flatter yourself! You're not that important.

Misery is a routine you can learn to live with. It's like rain. Once you're soaked to the skin, you can't get any wetter.

Misery teaches you the value of joy. It reveals to you the gravitas of human life.

Misery will not leave from where there is excessive bad or harmful associations with that which takes you away from the Self (kusang). Whereas happiness will not leave from where there is excessive association with Self-realized beings or spiritual discourses (satsang)!

Momentary happiness is worse than permanent misery.

Much that for us is fraught with with happiness or misery, remains almost unnoticed by the rest of the world.

Music melts the soul misery.

Music heals miserable heart.

Music heals all forms of misery

Music helps us to escape any misery.

Music dispels misery.

Music dissipates every misery.

Must it so be that whatever makes man happy must later become the source of his misery?

My daughter showed us the key: misery gives way to fun when you take an object, event, situation, or scenario that wasn't designed for you, that isn't invested in you, that isn't concerned in the slightest for your experience of it, and then treat it as if it were. ...this is what play means.

Music dissolves misery.

Nein, Paul, es war ein verdammt gutes Buch, und es war ein verdammt guter Fuß. Machen wir uns nichts vor.

My life's misery and tragedy is my wealth and splendor.

My misery was too deep to speak any more. I scanned the page; I was having trouble breathing, as though the oxygen were leaving the room. Amid its devastation my mind flashed from thought to thought, despairingly in search of something left which it could rely on. Not rely on absolutely, that was obliterated as a possibility, just rely on a little,some solace, something surviving in the ruin.

Né avec une âme habituelle, j'en ai demandé une autre à la musique : ce fut le début de malheurs inespérés.

Of course, you have another year at college yet,' Jay Cee went on a little more mildly. 'What do you have in mind after you graduate?' What I always thought I had in mind was getting some big scholarship to graduate school or a grant to study all over Europe, and then I thought I'd be a professor and write books of poems or write books of poems and be an editor of some sort. Usually I had these plans on the tip of my tongue. 'I don't really know,' I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew it was true. It sounded true, and I recognized it, the way you recognize some nondescript person that's been hanging around your door for ages and then suddenly comes up and introduces himself as your real father and looks exactly like you, so you know he really is your father, and the person you thought all your life was your father is a sham. 'I don't really know.

Nobody deserves misery, but sometimes it's just your turn.

Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.

Of course, you have another year at college yet,' Jay Cee went on a little more mildly. 'What do you have in mind after you graduate?' What I always thought I had in mind was getting some big scholarship to graduate school or a grant to study all over Europe, and then I thought I'd be a professor and write books of poems or write books of poems and be an editor of some sort. Usually I had these plans on the tip of my tongue. 'I don't really know,' I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew it was true. It sounded true, and I recognized it, the way you recognize some nondescript person that's been hanging around your door for ages and then suddenly comes up and introduces himself as your real father and looks exactly like you, so you know he really is your father, and the person you thought all your life was your father is a sham. 'I really don't know.

Nobody wants to be alone in misery. Cara experienced no shame in admitting that need. Not only did she not want to suffer alone, she demanded co-suffering from all who dared love her.