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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;The secret of happiness,  you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.&amp;rdquo;  (Socrates)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For most of my life, I&amp;rsquo;ve had an insatiable craving for more and more and more of everything.  I craved for more chocolate, more ice-cream, more shoes, more clothing - you name it and I wanted it.  That was when I was a young girl and my needs and wants were at that level.   These things made me feel good and, naturally, I wanted more of them.  I equated the taste and feeling of having certain things with happiness.  That was my meagre understanding of the word.  Of course, this was a false belief.  But, it took a lot more time, maturity, and experience to realize that nothing outside of myself would bring me happiness - at least not for long.   &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Happiness is never found in materialistic things; it exists in things that cannot be physically possessed. Therefore, happiness is priceless. It can never be purchased.” (Ellen J. Barrier)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>