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.

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.

There's a hope for every woe,
And a balm for every pain,
But the first joys of read more

There's a hope for every woe,
And a balm for every pain,
But the first joys of our heart
Come never back again!

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

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

Joy lies in the fight, in the attempt, in the suffering involved, not in the victory itself

Joy lies in the fight, in the attempt, in the suffering involved, not in the victory itself

In the midst of great joy, do not promise anyone anything. In the midst of great anger, do not answer read more

In the midst of great joy, do not promise anyone anything. In the midst of great anger, do not answer anyone 's letter.

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.

I do it for the joy it brings, cause I'm a joyful girl. 'Cause the world owes us nothing, we read more

I do it for the joy it brings, cause I'm a joyful girl. 'Cause the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the read more

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the pinion
When the wheel of time goes round.