Happiness is the only sanction of life; where happiness fails, existence remains a mad and lamentable experiment.
The evil of the world is made possible by nothing but the sanction you give it.
I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction.
Well, spring sprang. We've had our state of grace and our little gift of sanctioned madness, courtesy of Mother Nature. Thanks, Gaia. Much obliged. I guess it's time to get back to that daily routine of living we like to call normal.
Character is the basis of happiness and happiness the sanction of character.