Quotes About Joy

Porque eres y serás para mi alma un día de sol, eso eres tú.

Si no podés con la vida, probá con la vidita.

Si no podés con la vida, probá con la vidita. Se

Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.

What I got was not so much gifts and whishes come trues but a feeling of peace. I got peace itself, actually. And when you have peace, you can be strong; and when you are strong, you can get through what you have to get through, and not with exhaustion and frown marks and slumped shoulders but with relative happiness, and humor, and sometimes even gaiety.

Enjoy life, it's ungrateful not to," said Ronald Reagan.

No matter the hardship, offer it up to the Holy Spirit," she enjoined me throughout my life. What did she know that she couldn't disclose that day? Then, the Holy Spirit revealed the truth. We didn't need a memorial twenty-five years ago to repair our relationship. Instead, we needed the Holy Spirit and the fruit thereof: peace, joy, charity, patience, kindness, gentleness, generosity, goodness, faithfulness, and self-control.

To love and be loved is a wonder.

Den nya tron är en etisk kamp från början till slut, dock icke en högljudd och förtviflad, utan en glad och segerrik kamp i det tysta.

The more difficult the victory, the greater the happiness in winning.

The more difficult the VICTORY, The Greater the Happiness in WINING

Tilda cared nothing for the future, and had, as a result, a great capacity for happiness.

I don't think anything gives your life joy and meaning. I think your life simply has joy and meaning. The love for my children, the love for my parents and the love for my friends is the end in itself. The meaning is life.

For atheists, everything in the world is enough and every day is holy. Every day is an atheist holiday. It's a day that we're alive.

Life speeds by and no matter how much joy there is, there is sadness.

Sylvia enjoyed her Christmas Day with Gwan and her family;

Isn't it fun,' she said and she smiled. I let the oars rest in the rowlocks. The water around the boat fell silent, and silently the cabin was floating up above the rocks and the smoke rose softly from the chimney, and how impossible it was to grasp that in the end something as fine as this could be ground into dust.

Best and brightest, come away!

...'tis He, arrayed In the soft light of his own smiles, which spread Like radiance from the cloud-surrounded moon....

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;To love, and bear; to hope till Hope createsFrom its own wreck the thing it contemplates;Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent;This, like thy glory, Titan, is to beGood, great and joyous, beautiful and free;This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.

Hail to thee, blithe spirit!Bird thou never wert,That from Heaven, or near it,Pourest thy full heartIn profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

Rarely, rarely, comest thou,Spirit of Delight!

Thou art unseen—but yet I hear thy shrill delight.