To the unjaundiced eye nothing is more clear than that happiness of various kinds has been, and is, continually attained by men.

And ingenious pessimists do but waste their labour when they try to convince a happy man that he really must be miserable.

What I am going to discuss is not the superfluous truism that life has been found worth living by many; but the profoundly different proposition that it ought to be found worth living by all.

For this is what life is pronounced to be, when those claims are made for it that at present universally are made; when, as a general truth, it is said to be worth living; or when any of those august epithets are applied to it that are at present applied so constantly.

At present, as we all know, it is called sacred, solemn, earnest, significant, and so forth.