Quotes About Joy

Everything is a battlefield. If you fight with anger, you are part of the problem. If you fight with joy, you're part of the solution.

I am old enough to know that laughter, not anger, is the true revelation.

Anger kills both laughter and joy; What greater foe is there than anger?

I was a tiny bug. Now a mountain. I was left behind. Now honored at the head. You healed my wounded hunger and anger, and made me a poet who sings about joy.

Why should I be angry at someone when they are out dancing?

Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.

In the end indignation over kitsch is anger at tis shameless revelling in the joy of imitation.

He could see. And he walked along, feeling the joy of a man who sees, a joy that a man tends to forget in sufficient light.

A music attends the things of the earth. To sense that music is to be near the possibility of health and joy.

She was another gift, surely, to us all. She was a happiness that made me cry.

I'm all right. I was telling the truth. I was all right. I was going to live right on. The house slowly filled up with silence. Nathan's absence came into it and filled it. I suffered by hard joy, I gave my thanks, I cried my cry. And then I turned again to that other world I had taught myself to know, the world that is neither past nor to come , the present world where we are alive together and love keeps us.

Some days, sitting here on my porch over the river, my memory seems to enclose me entirely; I wander back in my reckoning among all of my own that have lived and died until I no longer remember where I am. And then I lift my head and look about me at the river and the valley, the great, unearned beauty of this place, and I feel the memoryless joy of a man just risen from the grave.

That grief should come and bring joy with it was not something I felt able, or even called upon, to sort out or understand. I accepted the grief. I accepted the joy. I accepted that they came to me out of the same world.

joy teaches him to rise, to stand and move out through the opening the light has made. He stands on the green hilltop amid the cedars, the skewed stones, the earth all opened doors… Sabbaths 2001 I

become good. It would become beautiful. It would make us happy, and not with the future happiness of political promising. It would make us happy as soon as we began to do it.

Be joyful though you have considered all the facts.

It was something I might have prayed for, if I had thought of it, but it was not among the possibilities I had foreseen. It was just a good thing that came.

Although we cannot command it, we choose joy, making a deliberate commitment to happiness (essentially another word for peace).

This is the real power of joy, to make us certain that, beneath all grief, the most fundamental of realities is joy itself.

In grief, part of the pain comes from our feeling that we should not suffer so - that it is fundamentally alien to our being, this even though we all suffer, and frequently. Yet we reject suffering as a basic human truth, while greeting joy as integral to our very substance.

The people on the train with me don't know it, but in my head I'm dancing.

But why is laughter so creative? It reacts to contradiction with delight is why, thus opening the road to new discoveries.

Young love has a peculiar splendor all of its own.

Ralph let out a whoop