Paulo Coelho. The witch of Portobello (№ 42722)

It's very simple and at the same time extremely difficult. Just because you only need to change the attitude and say to yourself: "I will Not seek happiness". And from that moment I am free and independent and see the world own and not someone else's eyes. Going to look for not happiness, and adventure.
But it is difficult because people have given me: happiness is the only goal worth striving for. How not to look for him? Why join on a dangerous path that others walk not at risk?
And what, in the end, happiness?
Love, answer me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary: love is the longing and confusion of the fight, this night without sleep, when tormented by the question whether you do. True love is composed of ecstasy and agony.
Money brings happiness. Very well, who has enough money to provide a higher standard of living, can no longer work. However, they work feverishly, as if afraid to lose everything. Bring money... no, not happiness, and money. Poverty might bring unhappiness, but the reverse is not true.
When I am among a few people want to provoke them by asking one of the most important questions of our existence, all answer: "I'm happy".
I continue: "But don't you want more? Don't you want to continue growth and development?" "Of course I do", with one voice answer me.
"Then you're not happy," I say. And my interlocutors prefer to change the subject.