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One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of read more
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of others.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
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.
Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
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Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
[Lat., Medio de fonte leporum
Surgit amari aliquid, quod in ipsis floribus angat.]
This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty read more
This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clot of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it what I can. . -George Bernard Shaw.
All human joys are swift of wing,
For heaven doth so allot it;
That when you get read more
All human joys are swift of wing,
For heaven doth so allot it;
That when you get an easy thing,
You find you haven't got it.
Joy is not in things; it is in us
Joy is not in things; it is in us