
Happiness is like a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond our grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Often credited to Nathaniel Hawthorne · Hawthorne never wrote it, and neither did Thoreau, who also gets the credit; the earliest version is an anonymous 1848 newspaper piece in the New Orleans Daily Crescent, signed only "L."
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