Quotes About Joy

Playing dress-up begins at age five and never truly ends.

To love what you do and feel that it matters - how could anything be more fun?

Listen to the Song of Life

If you always do what interests you, at least one person is pleased".

How I miss you two. I was so used to turning to you. It was heaven. Always to have you two to turn to in despair, in joy. There you were: strong—funny. Two rocks. What you did for me—wow! What luck to be born out of love and to live in an atmosphere of warmth and interest.

Our academic home was simple in its appointments, —so simple that Joy-of-Life and I often merrily quoted to each other the comment of a calling freshman: "When I'm old, I mean to have a dear little house just like this one, all furnished with nothing but books.

My fondest memories are generally the day after Thanksgiving. I get the total decorating Christmas itch.

without disturbing the radiance which played and darted about the simple and lovely miracle of being two persons named Adam and Miranda, twenty four years old each, alive and on earth at the same moment: 'Are you in the mood for dancing?' and 'I'm always in the mood for dancing, Adam!' but there were things in the way, the day that ended with dancing was a long way to go.

Why do they not teach you that time is a fingersnap and an eyeblink, and that you should not allow a moment to pass you by without taking joyous, ecstatic note of it, not wasting a single moment of its swift, breakneck circuit? PAT CONROY, My Losing Season

And all the best words together couldn't hold the happiness.

There is never enough time for fun.

Life is very beautiful.

Growing up with my family gave me some of my best memories. I'd like to have a family of my own - slip away for a bit and do nothing but spend those early years with my children.

During [these] periods of relaxation after concentrated intellectual activity, the intuitive mind seems to take over and can produce the sudden clarifying insights which give so much joy and delight.

I call it "pedal magic" and only those who ride know the utter ecstasy of bicycling. Pressing a pedal toward Earth gives flight to my fancy. Every rotation powers my traveling machine toward yet another date with destiny. The breeze clears my senses. The wind blows away my troubles. The sun shines upon my future. Spinning spokes create flashing metal upon an endless path—cycling feels like an infinite spiritual rush. It cleanses my mind. All my troubles fade into joy.

So very many times over the next three years i heard her laughter - no silver bells or sweet rippling sounds was her laughter, but like a five-year-old's bellow of delight, a cross between a puppy's yelp, a motor-bike and a bicycle pump.

Ugliness was the chance to make beautiful. Sadness was the chance to make glad.

Happiness does not lie in happiness, but in the achievement of it.

Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he counted them up as he ought to, he would see that every lot has enough happiness provided for it.

The man who is happy is fulfilling the purpose of existence.

My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?

The soul is healed by being with children.

Man only likes to count his troubles, but he does not count his joys.

The authority of God is not ... an arbitrary, external authority, demanding blind obedience ... The authority of God is a wooing and conquering authority, the acceptance of which occurs with joy and willingness in the context of Christ's redemption.