I had the privilege--or the grave misfortune, depending upon how you look at it--to spend six years of my life studying the problem of happiness as part of the research for both my master's thesis and my doctoral dissertation. I explored the most profound ideas of the greatest thinkers of the ancient world on the subject, and almost drove myself insane in the process.
What did I discover as a result of this laborious process, you might ask? Only that everything I really needed to know about happiness, its cause, and the possibility of its attainment could be discovered by watching the following one minute scene from Woody Allen's Love and Death:
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