Quotes About Joy

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don't hesitate. Give in to it.

Be prepared. A dog is adorable and noble. A dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.

When it's over, I want to say: All my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

I have a little dog who likes to nap with me. He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck. He is sweeter than soap. He is more wonderful than a diamond necklace, which can't even bark...

If I had another life I would want to spend it all on some unstinting happiness. I would be a fox, or a tree full of waving branches. I wouldn't mind being a rose in a field full of roses. Fear has not yet occurred to them, nor ambition. Reason they have not yet thought of. Neither do they ask how long they must be roses, and then what. Or any other foolish question.

When it's over, I want to say all my life I was a bride married to amazement.

Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. It was what I was born for– to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world (from, 'Mindful')

What would the world be like without music or rivers or the green and tender grass? Would would this would be like without dogs?

how could there be a day in your whole life that doesn't have its splash of happiness?

Let me keep company always with those who say "Look!" and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.

Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate)

All morning it has been raining. In the language of the garden, this is happiness.

I don't want to lose a single thread from the intricate brocade of this happiness .I want to remember everything.

There are lots of ways to dance and to spin, sometimes it just starts my feet first then my entire body, I am spinning no one can see it but it is happening. I am so glad to be alive, I am so glad to be loving and loved. Even if I were close to the finish, even if I were at my final breath, I would be here to take a stand, bereft of such astonishments, but for them. If I were a Sufi for sure I would be one of the spinning kind.

For me it was important to be alone; solitude was a prerequisite to being openly and joyfully susceptible and responsive to the world of leaves, light, birdsong, flowers, flowing water.

I am so happy to be alive in this world I would like to live forever, but I am content not to. Seeing what I have seen has filled me; believing what I believe has filled me.

Are the roses not also--even as the owl is--excessive? Each flower is small and lovely, but in their sheer and silent abundance the roses become an immutable force, as though the work of the wild roses was to make sure that all of us, who come wandering over the sand, may be, for a while, struck to the heart and saturated with a simple joy.

We shake with joy, we shake with grief. What a time they have, these two housed as they are in the same body.

there is still somewhere deep within you a beast shouting that the earth is exactly what it wanted— each pond with its blazing lilies is a prayer heard and answered lavishly, every morning, whether or not you have ever dared to be happy, whether or not you have ever dared to pray.

I think this is the prettiest world—so long as you don't mind a little dying, how could there be a day in your whole life that doesn't have its splash of happiness?

What would the world be like without music or rivers or the green and tender grass? What would this world be like without dogs?

You must not ever stop being whimsical. _______ And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

so long as you don't mind a little dying, how could there be a day in your whole life that doesn't have its splash of happiness?

I guess she was so busy with her own happiness she had grown careless and was just wandering along listening to the wind as she leaned down to lip the sweetness.