Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.


Dreamthorp: A Book of Essays Written in the Country (ed. 1863)


Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.

Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.

Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.

Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.