Quotes About Joy

And she shivered with a dazzled joy.

How strangely it excites people to see their dogs swimming!

Ah'm sittin in the hotel bar waitin oan Fiona. Thinkin aboot her heart-melting smile and that sexy, concentrated frown when she evaluates books and the comments made by lecturers. Whenever she comes into a room, ma spirits soar. What ah feel is delight, pure and simple. Our life is all passionate kisses and soft wells of laughter. Ah love watchin her in class; even though we're shaggin, it's still great tae just look at her.

There's some kids playing out in the back, the strip of grass luminated an electric green by the brilliant sunlight. The sky is a delicious clear blue. Life is beautiful. I'm going to enjoy it, and I'm going to have a long life.

laughter was about more than humour. This was about reducing tension, solidarity in face of the grim reaper.

the happiness and love that once lived here

In the joy of the faces around him, Stevie gained a measurement of his own misery. The pit of melancholy was a bottomless one, and he was descending fast, falling further away from the good times. Such times often seemed tantalisingly within reach; he could see them, going on all around him. His mind was like a cruel prison, giving his captive soul a sight of freedom, but no more.

Got no checkbooks, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I've got the sun in the mornin' and the moon at night.

I long to be out in the sun with no work to be done.

You cannot make your shimmy shake on tea

That was how his pen finally designed his sculpture; in the center the weak, confused, arrogant, soon to be destroyed young man holding cup a loft, behind him the idyllic child, clear-eyed, munching his grapes, symbol of joy ; between them the tiger skin. The Bacchus, hollow within himself, flabby, reeling, already old; the Satyr, eternally young and gay, symbol of man's childhood and naughty innocence

He felt extremely friendly to them all; they too knew what splendid thing it was to be in love.

The brooding is better than the joy because even if the heart fills with happiness, it still mourns.

Dintotdeauna cititul însemnase pentru el bucuria cea mai mare È™i mai statornic?, È™i cu atât mai mult îl pasiona acum, când în povestea triumfului sau a înfrângerilor, a suferinÈ›elor sau a bucuriilor altora g?sea o evadare din umbra st?ruitoare a propriei sale nereuÈ™ite... în fiecare carte pe care o citea încerca s? descopere È›elul care ar putea da vieÈ›ii lui un nou sens.

In memory yet green, in joy still felt, The scenes of life rise sharply into view. We triumph; Life's disasters are undealt, And while all else is old, the world is new.

The pleasantness of their company outweighed the regret of their passing. On the whole, then, it is better to experience what you experience now than not to.

There is no pleasure like the absence of pain – immediately after pain.

He de decir, si usted no lo sabe por propia experiencia, que leer un buen libro, embebido en el interés de sus palabras y pensamientos, produce en algunas personas (en mí, por ejemplo) una increíble sensación de felicidad.

Are you truly a robot? Truly, sir, said Daneel. Pelorat's face seemed to shine with joy. He said, There are references to a robot named Daneel in the old legends. Are you named in his honor? I am that robot, said Daneel. It is not a legend. Oh no, said Pelorat. If you are that robot, you would have to be thousands of years old. Twenty thousand, said Daneel quietly.

The pleasantness of their company outweighed the regret of their passing. On the whole, then, it is better to experience what you experience now than not to.

Besides, as I sometimes say, "Happiness is doing it rotten your own way.

Those who understand the complexities of human nature know that joy and pain, ugliness and beauty, love and hate, mercy and cruelty and other conflicting emotions often blend and cannot be separated from each other.

You only have one life, but if you live it well, that's enough. The only reality is now, today. What are you waiting for to be happy?

Happiness is not exuberant or noisy, like pleasure or joy; it's silent, tranquil, and gentle; it's a feeling of satisfaction inside that begins with self-love.