Happiness for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light to the feet thin ice that cracks and so may no one touch you who loves you.

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Happiness,

Author:

Eugenio Montale

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I don't get a sense of American pride. I just get a sense that everyone is here battling the same thing – that around the world everybody's after the same thing just some minor piece of happiness each day.

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My greatest happiness is to serve my gracious King and Country and I am envious only of glory for if it be a sin to covet glory I am the most offending soul alive.

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