Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness. — Immanuel Kant
Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness. — Immanuel Kant
Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness. — Immanuel Kant
Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness. — Immanuel Kant
Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness. — Immanuel Kant
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Morality is not the doctrine of how we may make ourselves happy, but how we may make ourselves worthy of happiness.

— Immanuel Kant
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