“Perhaps it was marriage you thought which would bring you perfect happiness. Even though it did bring a measure of happiness, you admit that you now take your companion’s love for granted. One is never thirsty at the border of the well. Maybe it was a desire to be well-known that you craved. You did become well-known, only to find that reputation is like a ball; as soon as it starts rolling, men begin to kick it around. How have you reacted to your disappointments? Either you became cynical or else you became religious. If you became cynical, you blamed things rather than yourself. If you were married, you said: If I had another husband, or another wife, I would be happy. Or you said: If I had another job, or If I visited another nightclub, or If I were in another city, I would be happy. In every instance, you made happiness extrinsic to yourself. No wonder you are never happy. You are chasing mirages until death overtakes you.” Archbishop Fulton Sheen (You)