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Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow.
Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow.
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.
Cheerfulness is the very flower of health.
Cheerfulness is the very flower of health.
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
Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you will read more
Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you will intensify its ecstasy.
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.
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.
A sense of humor... is needed armor. Joy in one's heart and some laughter on one's lips is a sign read more
A sense of humor... is needed armor. Joy in one's heart and some laughter on one's lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.
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.]