“People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,” thought Francie,
“something complicated and hard to get.
Yet, what little things can make it up;
a place of shelter when it rains –
a cup of strong hot coffee when you’re blue;
for a man, a cigarette for contentment;
a book to read when you’re alone –
just to be with someone you love.
Those things make happiness.”

― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn