Quotes About Joy

Your coming here...made me so very happy. I wanted to keep dancing with you forever. That we should be so sad now...means we are very dear to each other.

When the question is Why do you want to be happy? the answer is simple and definitive. We pursue happiness because it is in our nature to do so. When the answer to a question is Because it will make me happy, nothing can challenge the validity and finality of the answer. Happiness is the highest on the hierarchy of goals, the end toward which all other ends lead.

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if she ever married, she hoped that she would have as much fun with it as Kol and Matazi seemed to.

Men could not have too much. Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor and as Zhirem's cup was sure, so was his joylessness… to die is a fear, but to live is a fear, also.

The young woman, who was no one's lady now save her own, pealed with a vibrant and wholesome mirth.

Fine living is not for you, lads, eh? Well, go out and play in the streets for a while, my honeys.

You haven't lived till you have laughed and made others laugh.

It's always Mardi Gras somewhere.

Was this happiness? Happiness had come to him on a bare, rocky island, without any kind of warning. He hadn't done anything to bring it about. He could even make sharp-witted remarks.

Life is catastrophe....Everything is unfair. Who do we complain to in this shitty place?....We all lose everything that matters in the end....it's possible to play it with a kind of joy.p.767, The Goldfinch

Living is about clucking your tongue and enjoying the sound. ~Slater

Suffering is an oxymoron. There is unfathomable peace and satisfaction in suffering for Christ. It is as though you have searched endlessly for your purpose in life and now found it in the most unexpected place: In the death of your flesh. It is certainly a moment worth of laughter and dance. And in the end it is not suffering at all. The apostle Paul recommended that we find joy in it. Was he mad?

The Great Romance is for you. If only one of you would have followed me, the heavens would not have been able to contain my cries of joy.

The kingdom of God is not about what we see with these eyes. It's not about eating or drinking or walking or throwing away the crutches. Those can be good gifts, like wealth and prosperity. But they touch only the surface and they are quite incidental. His kingdom is about peace and joy and love and a kind of power that will turn your heart into a herd of thundering horses if you let it." It

He knew that behind the skin of this world, there was another. And in that world the children were laughing.

Imagine an infinite love that is unconditional. That can't be provoked or threatened. In that love you'll see fear for what it truly is: a shadow." She was beside herself with joy. "Imagine that! Shadows that we've gone into agreement with. But in love, the Fury vanish, because there is no fear in love, just like there's no darkness in light.

He started to chuckle with delight even before his voice trailed off. The laughter bubbled up and spilled out of his mouth, and even in the middle of all the light he thought that laughter was wonderful too. What an incredible body I have that can laugh like this! So he threw his arms in the air, eyes still closed and full of light, and started to jump up and down, giggling. What a wonderful, wonderful body he had! And

Disfrutando del día, pasándolo bien.

He picked up a greasy black stove and chewed it like a toffee. There were delicious crumbs of chrome on it. He followed that with a double-decker bedstead and the brass knobs made his eyes crackle with joy. Never before had the Iron Man eaten such delicacies. As he lay there, a big truck turned into the yard and unloaded a pile of rusty chain. The Iron Man lifted a handful and let it dangle into his mouth - better than any spaghetti. So there they left him. It was an Iron Man's heaven.

I get great satisfaction out of doing clever things with my mind, but I don't know what it is like to feel rapturous joy.

The birth of Simon Arthur Henry Fitzranulph Basset, Earl Clyvedon, was met with great celebration.

Oh, Hugh?" He turned to see her smiling like a cat with cream. "Yes, my love?" "I said I didn't need a ring." He quirked a brow. "I do." She wiggled her fingers. "Need a ring. Just so you know." He threw back his head and laughed.

La satisfacción se convirtió en algo más intenso: felicidad. Felicidad porque había sido ella la que había borrado las sombras de sus ojos. Quería disiparlas para siempre.