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They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
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.
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 is not in things; it is in us
Joy is not in things; it is in us
Warm weather fosters growth: cold weather destroys it. Thus a man with an unsympathetic temperament has a scant joy: but read more
Warm weather fosters growth: cold weather destroys it. Thus a man with an unsympathetic temperament has a scant joy: but a man with a warm and friendly heart overflowing blessings, and his beneficence will extend to posterity.
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in,
Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.
At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in,
Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.
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!
