Quotes About Joy

Dying is this: When there is a fruit or something sweet or good to taste, the child comes to it's mother and says "Will you give it to me?" Although it would have given pleasure to the mother to eat it, she gives it to the child. The eating of it by the child is enjoyed by the mother. That is death. She enjoys her life in the joy of another. Those who rejoice in the joy of another at their own expense have taken the first step towards true life.

I wuff aunt Newwy's chippen!

Because all endings have a certain a certain amount of pain, just as all beginnings contain a certain amount of joy.

Because all endings have a certain amount of pain, just as all beginnings contain a certain amount of joy.

The low noise he uttered in response sounded very much like a laugh. Her heart bloomed like a flower, for she had almost begun to believe she would never hear such a thing from her husband, and she was so glad she had.

Well, Lockwood was an absolute sort of person, wasn't he? He wouldn't fall in love like tripping over a brick. He was the sort to rear back, run, catapult over the side of an airship's railing, and fall, fall, fall into love before smacking into the Ocean of Delirious Wanderings.* *Which would sever his limbs from his body on impact, causing Death by Unmitigated Joy.

When---when I dance," she said quietly. "When I dance, I---I forget all the---the bad things." "I---I only remember the good things. That is the b-best thing about d-dancing.

Sir,' she called out. 'Lord Bradford.' He turned. His eyes lit up, seeing Azalea. 'Thank you,' said Azalea. Lord Bradford bowed deeply, removing his hat, which re-rumpled his hair. When he straightened, he was smiling, as crooked as his cravat, and Azalea couldn't help but smile back.

In Nietzsche's framework, joy is the feeling of your power increasing. [...] Power comes in many forms, one of which is mastery. As we become expert—in creation or discovery, in helping or healing, in communicating or leading—we gain power. That power is revealed in flow, and in joy.

A separate peace, Mrs. Cameron, is so declared. Now, let's go to see to young Master John Daniel Cameron." "John Daniel Cameron?" she queried. "Do you like it?" he asked. She leaned back in his arms, delighted, secure. "I love it," she assured him, and she curled her arms around his neck. "Just as I love his father!

Dave and Kathy went shopping to buy all the stuff that their baby would need. It was like a great big celebration going on to welcome the new member of the family. Time

Time passed by and Kathy gave birth to a cute baby boy …… he was just perfect. He had bright eyes and a happy smile on his chubby face. He was a bundle of joy. "This

The question isn't whether or not your stuff sparks joy. The question is: Can you spark joy all by yourself?

I AM AN OLD NOBODY AND I LOVE WHAT I DO

Come here, Cal," she says real gentle, and I come close. Read me something." I open up the book I'm holding, a new one brought this very day. Just chicken scratch, I used to figure, but now I see what's truly there, and I read a little out. That's gift enough," she says, and smiles so big, it makes me smile right back.

Children laugh an average of three hundred or more times a day; adults laugh an average of five times a day. We have a lot of catching up to do.

Only adults weep with joy. Children don't. They haven't learned how rare moments of true happiness are.

I smile so much at the theater my face hurts when I leave.

Like a kettle boiling over, the room foamed with laughter.

Friends are one of life's richest blessings.

Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. —Winnie-the-Pooh

The time has come for me to get my kite flying, stretch out in the sun, kick off my shoes, and speak my piece. —Harpo Marx

I will honor Christmas all the year, and try to keep it in my heart. —Charles Dickens