Sadness comes from within, not from without.

The world doesn’t feel, doesn’t care.

We do.

The moon looks down upon upon us, but truly, it is blind. It does not see, does not care, does not think of us.

How could it? How many times would its heart have been broken by now? Even the happy endings have endings.

After a couple of billion endings, the moon wouldn’t be interested any more.

The sun sets whether we want it to or not, and brings an end to our best days and our worst indifferently. Then it rises and forces a new day upon us.

The stars twinkle merrily in the sky at night. Or do they? Perhaps they twinkle coldly.

It’s all in how we see it, how we perceive it, how we color our world.

The deepest sadness comes from within, for there is no sadness without.

But the deepest sadness comes from the place where the deepest happiness bubbles up from. For there is no happiness without either, only within.

When you look at the cold moon, you can choose to look at a lover’s moon instead.

When you watch the sun sink into the dark, you can choose to see it as the beginning of the night, not the end of the day.

When the stars twinkle down upon you, it is your happiness that makes them sparkle.

Leave the sadness where it lies, it can’t come out into the world anyway. It doesn’t exist out here, only within you.