. . . all who joy would win Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?

There comes For ever something between us and what We deem our happiness.

Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days!

All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.

All who joy would win
Must share it -- Happiness was born a twin.