Just try to be happy. Unhappiness starts with wanting to be happier.

To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.

Sometimes the grass really IS greener on the other side and you're happier, until you step in shit and realize the cows are all the same.

I don't want to think about what I'm doing in 20 years. All I want is I want to be happy, and I hope my family are healthy. And that's all, really.

I was happy in Hungary, but I would have been happier if it had been a great race where I'd come out on top-like at Spa, where I enjoyed myself. I really didn't enjoy myself in Hungary. It was more like slow torture.

Happy to have him around here and even happier to know he's feeling good.