Quotes About Joy

Orks ir tas, kurš priec?jas, kad b?rns cieš, bet v?l laim?g?ks tas ir, ja b?rns mirst.

Kiedy kto? si? ?mieje, to jest specjalna okazja.

Él se había reventado de la risa y la abuela también se había reído, y luego había sacado tres nueces que tenía reservadas para las grandes ocasiones, y había dicho que siempre que se ríe es una gran ocasión. Había sido una buena idea porque después ya no había habido más nueces, de todas maneras la abuela nunca más se había vuelto a reír, y por lo tanto ya no había habido nada más para celebrar.

Children are like that, Irene often thought, for every small dose of happiness they give us, we have to swallow all the bitterness in the world. Men are like that too. That's how the world is.

Hic Habitat Felicitas—Happiness Dwells Here.

Get up and dance, get up and smile, get up and drink to the days that are gone in the shortest while.

together, almost out of their minds with excitement

There were a lot of fun things to do in heaven. But none were as thrilling as what you could do on Earth.

Heartbreak is an agonizing disease that you're delighted to have

I lived each minute and each day as it came. I sought joy in the smallest things. I looked at the stars and the moon and thought that those I love might be looking at them too. Moon magic.

Is there any greater blessing than to love and be loved.

that, she thought, was the quiet crime of these times: if you made your conscience elastic enough, you could learn to tolerate anything and still find joy in the blossoming of flowers.

Allowing yourself to smile takes 99% of the effort.

It's good to follow the path of personal happiness to some extent. People tend to get upset however when you drive a steamroller down it.

And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle, the desolation of snow on a winter's day.

That night she admitted her compulsion to escape. She was worried that if my father drowned, or I disappeared, she would be left with nothing. By running away at least she would have the joy of knowing she was missed.

There's no joy even in beautiful Wisdom, unless one have holy Health.

Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.

I saw you happy. Happier than you've been in a long time. With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high.

Shelley, you think she'll take me back?" Alex asks her, his hair dangerously close to her fingers. She doesn't pull his hair . . . just pats his head gently. I feel the tears running down my cheeks at full speed. "Yeah!" Shelley yells with a goofy, gummy grin. She looks happier and more content than she's been in a long time. Both of my favorite people are with me right here; what more could I ask for?

The place had a kind of mistery, as if, in some long distant past, it had been inhabited by men who knew how to rejoice in rivers, trees, and sky.

As we were talking, completely happy, thinking of nothing but our joy in being together, night suddenly fell, enveloping all the disorder of the world.

She would go to and fro amid all this in a sort of permanent joy and richness, as if Indian poppies, congo canes, hummingbirds, and orange trees were enough to fill a woman's heart with complete satisfaction.

One evening he felt like hearing people laugh