Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]

Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]

Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

An infant when it gazes on a light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
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An infant when it gazes on a light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
A devotee when soars the Host in sight,
An Arab with a stranger for a guest,
A sailor when the prize has struck in fight,
A miser filling his most hoarded chest,
Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping
As they who watch o'er what they love while sleeping.

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

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.

Joy makes us giddy, dizzy.
[Ger., Die Freude macht drehend, wirblicht.]

Joy makes us giddy, dizzy.
[Ger., Die Freude macht drehend, wirblicht.]

Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George read more

There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.