Happiness

Because we are only humans, we could never experience never ending happiness: not because there isnt such a thing, but because human capacity is such that any pleasure or happiness goes into lull after numerous repetition - we get bored. We probably can get used to anything, and when we do, even the ultimate pleasure at one point of time for you can seem to pale.

That is why the smart person never eats his favorite food for every meal, everyday.

There is no such thing as an ever ascending slope of happiness. To move up, you must be down first; to continuously ascend, you must continuously descend. The slope of happiness is infinite only for those who know how to recycle the same incline. Those who hope for eternal ascension into happiness have the inevitable fate of falling off the slope at the far end, and being never able to pick themselves up.

There aint any sage who leads an ascetic existence and being happy at all times. If there is such a being, he definitely isnt human. The happiest person alive is the one who know when to pull himself down the slope, and ascend it again - descending fast, and prolonging the ascend.

There is no happiness without sadness, and no sadness without happiness. If you fall off the slope, and refuse to ascend for fear of falling again, then that past happiness will always serve as the earmark for your eternal depression: how unhappy you are is measured by the distance you are away from that highest point of happiness.

On the other hand, if you are continuedly ascending most of the time, then the much treaded point of depression will be the point against which your happiness is constantly being measured.

It is much easier to stay unhappy, than to continuedly ascend, but nonetheless, continued descent seem pretty much impossible too.