Pleasure to me is wonder — the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to me the springs of delight and beauty.

The joy of living, its beauty is all bound up in the fact that life can surprise you.

The beauty of life is its sudden changes. No one knows what is going to happen next, and so we are constantly being surprised and entertained.

The beauty of life is its sudden changes. No one knows what is going to happen next, and so we are constantly being surprised and entertained. The many ups and downs should not discourage us, for if we are down, we know that a change is coming and we will go up again; while those who are up are almost certain to go down.

Pleasure is seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.

Life is a series of surprises and would not be worth taking or keeping if it were not.

Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained.

[T]he joy of travel is not nearly so much in getting where one wants to go as in the unsought surprises which occur on the journey.

The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.

Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. The flowers which scatter their odours from time to time in the paths of life, grow up without culture from seeds scattered by chance. Nothing is more hopeless than a scheme of merriment.

Das, worauf es im Leben ankommt, können wir nicht voraussehen. Die schönste Freude erlebt man immer da, wo man sie am wenigsten erwartet.

If you weren't surprised by your life you wouldn't be alive. Life is surprise.

Pleasure to me is wonder — the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.

Life is not life at all without delight.