happiness is overrated.

I'm sick of self help books.

If I had a penny for every time a self-styled happiness guru has pointed out that our increased riches and health have made us no happier than we were 50 years ago, I would have enough money to buy a really good pair of those Bose headphones - you know the ones that enable you to complete block out the wittering of people nearby, especially that of those who enjoining you to be happy.

There is only one thing more dismal than the prospect of attending lessons in happiness and that is listening to Ken Dodd's song on the same subject. "Happiness, happiness," sang the forerunner of the current glut of happiness gurus, "The greatest gift that I possess." A song that makes me want to hit the bottle, at the very least, shoot up some Heroin.

What is happiness? It is nothing but the quick climax of a naive, unrealistic twit.
Suffering is much better.The experience of suffering enriches our existence. Not too much suffering, obviously, because then you would be dead and, by definition, unable to benefit from suffering.
Point me out the happy man and I will point you out either egotism, selfishness, evil - or else absolute ignorance.