Is the problem with unhappy people that we chase certain ends rather than just living out the virtuous truths toward which we were intended to lean?
Perhaps chasing happiness as an end by which we follow any numerous means is a mistake. Perhaps the chasing is the cause of the perpetual disappointment? Albert Einstein wrote, "I have never looked upon ease and happiness as ends in themselves -- this critical basis I call the ideal of a pigsty" He went on to say that there were 3 ideals that lit his way:
Kindness
Beauty
Truth
And that I think happiness is more like the wind than a fish. Chasing it may just be futile. Crafting a net to catch it may be no more effective than a pole.
If we can live within truth and virtue, may we never need to worry about happiness again.
or..
If we can live within God, may we worry not about the water that doesn't quench our thirst.
