Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow.

My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow.

Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.

Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.

And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.

And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.

One joy shatters a hundred griefs

One joy shatters a hundred griefs

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.

Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.

The excursion is the same when you go looking for your sorrow as when you go looking for your joy.

The excursion is the same when you go looking for your sorrow as when you go looking for your joy.

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