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A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled read more
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. read more
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
Joy can be real only if people look upon their life as a service, and have a definite object in read more
Joy can be real only if people look upon their life as a service, and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness
I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.
I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.
Joy has this in common with pain, that it robs people of reason.
Joy has this in common with pain, that it robs people of reason.
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.
