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

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.

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

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.