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 1  I, 5  |          the endless round of his happiness. In bed, in the morning,
 2  I, 5  |           went on, re-chewing his happiness, like those who after dinner
 3  I, 5  |          herself in love; but the happiness that should have followed
 4  I, 6  |           which she lived was the happiness she had dreamed.~
 5  I, 7  |        places on earth must bring happiness, as a plant peculiar to
 6  I, 7  |        serene heaviness, the very happiness she gave him.~Sometimes
 7  I, 7  |         and she watched her son’s happiness in sad silence, as a ruined
 8 II, 2  |       affections, and pictures of happiness. For myself, living here
 9 II, 3  |         in her armchair, then his happiness knew no bounds; he got up,
10 II, 3  |      became alarmed for her son’s happiness, and fearing that her husband
11 II, 5  |      feeding, his eyes moist with happiness, the child crawling along
12 II, 5  |          velvets she had not, the happiness she had missed, her too
13 II, 7  |           had she not seized this happiness when it came to her? Why
14 II, 7  |      unsatisfied, her projects of happiness that crackled in the wind
15 II, 8  |          And as to-day I have the happiness of being with you—”~Emma
16 II, 8  |            A sad distraction, for happiness isn’t found in it.”~“But
17 II, 9  |       joys of love, that fever of happiness of which she had despairedl
18 II, 10 |         send you every imaginable happiness! It grieves me not yet to
19 II, 10 |    rebounding balls of gold. What happiness there had been at that time,
20 II, 12 | anticipated delight of her coming happiness.~It was an eternal subject
21 II, 12 |           No; it is the excess of happiness. How weak I am, am I not?
22 II, 13 |        and fearless, believing in happiness in the future. Ah! unhappy
23 II, 13 |           the shade of that ideal happiness as beneath that of the manchineel
24 II, 14 |    existed, then, in the place of happiness, still greater joys—another
25 II, 15 |        have fallen from so high a happiness. But that happiness, no
26 II, 15 |        high a happiness. But that happiness, no doubt, was a lie invented
27 III, 1 |  despaired when he thought of the happiness that would have been theirs,
28 III, 1 |        not, for the sake of their happiness, meet again. But when the
29 III, 5 |           to once again seize her happiness; an ardent lust, inflamed
30 III, 8 |          cannot lose the habit of happiness. I was desolate. I thought
31 III, 11|     infinite joy came upon him, a happiness mingled with bitterness,