Not in infidelity. Voltaire was an infidel of the most pronounced type. He wrote: "I wish I had never been born.”
Not in pleasure. Byron lived a life of pleasure, if anyone did. He wrote: "The worm, the canker, and the grief are mine alone.”
Not in money. Gould, the millionaire, had plenty of that. When dying he said: "I suppose I am the most miserable man on earth.”
Not in position and fame. Beaconsfield enjoyed more than his share of both. He wrote: "Youth is a mistake, manhood a struggle, old age a regret.”
Not in military glory. Alexander the Great conquered the known world in his day. Having done so, he wept in his tent, because he said: "There are no more worlds to conquer.”
One and all they confirm Solomon's verdict: "All is vanity and vexation of spirit.”
Where then is happiness to be found?
Jesus said, "I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you." The answer is simple: happiness is found in Christ alone.
Taste for yourself, and you will say,
"None other name for me,
There's love and light and lasting joy,
Lord Jesus, found in Thee.”