"just to be with someone you love."

“'People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,'
thought Frances, ‘something complicated and hard to get.
Yet, what little things can make it up; a place of shelter when it rains—a cup of strong hot coffee when you’re blue;

for a man, a cigarette for contentment;

a book to read when you’re alone—

 

just to be with someone you love.

 

Those things make happiness.’”

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn