“Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory.”
~ Albert Schweitzer
I’d say that happiness was a little more than that, but this quote still rings with a kind of truth to me. Keep yourself healthy and forget the things that upset you, and being happy becomes much easier.
Perhaps there’s always something a little sad about remembering, despite how important it can be not to forget.
I was listening to my Chinese music collection today, and although I love many of the songs, nearly all of them left a bittersweet aftertaste. My dad once told me that so much of traditional Chinese music and many older Chinese songs are sad because the history of the Chinese people has been full of suffering. Of course, many people from cultures all over the world have gone through their fair—and unfair—share of hardships, but I suppose you really rack up the numbers when your history is as long as that of China.
In comparison, American history takes almost no time at all. It was one of my cousin’s favorite topics in history class because it only took them one day to cover it in Taiwan.
It’s ironic that it’s all these trials both in history and in our own lives that provide us with the material we need to write good stories.