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Mark Twain - Happiness ain't a thing in itself -- it's...

Happiness ain't a thing in itself -- it's only a contrast with something that ain't pleasant. . . . And so, as soon as the novelty is over and the force of the contrast dulled, it ain't happiness any longer, and you have to get something fresh. (Mark Twain)

Happiness ain't a thing in itself -- it's only a contrast with something that ain't pleasant. . . . And so, as soon as the novelty is over and the force of the contrast dulled, it ain't happiness any longer, and you have to get something fresh.

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