Originally Posted by WT Sharpe
.....The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
..........— Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864), American novelist. The House of Seven Gables (1851), Chapter XX: "The Flower of Eden."
Reminds me a bit of the opening of Tolstoy's Anna Karenina
"All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. "
Here's a fun page I found looking for that: