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Happiness is a veil of iridescent gossamer draped over the ugliness of reality. Happiness is rooted in illusion-in the ignoring of harsh fact and jarring circumstance, and the perception only of what is beautiful and joyous.
Happiness is an impressionist painting. One takes a muddy, sullen river flanked by rotting wharves and grimy factories and