Happiness is the unpredictable guest Who's at his worst when you demand his best;
The more you stalk him, the better he hides,
The less you court him the longer he bides.
Happiness is the plan which goes awry,
The X which pleases when you wanted Y,
The wrong turning which becomes the right road,
The last straw which completes the ideal load.
Happiness is...To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,
Happiness is...To raise the genius and to mend the bleeding heart...
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