Quotes About Joy

Most babies know how to win us over. We cannot help but smile at them and watch them smile back.

The greater the Difficulty the more Glory in surmounting it, and the loss of false Joys secures to us a much better Possession of real ones.

None of my other investments give me the joy that autographs do because they make me feel that I am holding a piece of history in my hands.

I have the best job in the entire history of broadcasting.

The history of soccer is a sad voyage from beauty to duty. When the sport became an industry, the beauty that blossoms from the joy of play got torn out by its very roots.

Even if you can't sing well, sing. Sing to yourself. Sing in the privacy of your home. But sing.

I'm excited to be home, not wear makeup, and wear onesies.

When you do take the home pregnancy test, it doesn't quite seem real. But when you see the baby and the heartbeat on the ultrasound, it's so incredible.

When I go home, I play with my baby dolls and strollers and stuffed animals, pretend like they're real dogs.

Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.

Through the pursuit of beauty we shape the world as a home, and in doing so we both amplify our joys and find consolation for our sorrows.

Well, I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I've been seeing this really sweet guy for the past few weeks.

If I'm home alone, I just dance... it's my own little secret.

The thrill of coming home has never changed.

Take with you the joy of Easter to the home, and make that home bright with more unselfish love, more hearty service.

I can't imagine my life without animals. I have two dogs and three cats. Coming home and finding them all lined up at the door waiting for me has got to be one of the sweetest joys of my life.

I Knew why I felt at home. The spirit of freedom was hovering over that play yard as it did all over France at that time. A country was free again.

If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not know what it is to come home.

A home is a place where a pot of fresh soup simmers gently on the hob, filling the kitchen with soft aromas . . . and filling your heart, and later your tummy, with joy.

All the average human being asks is something he can call a home; a family that is fed and warm; and now and then a little happiness; once in a long while an extravagance.

Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness.

There are only two places in the world where we can live happy: at home and in Paris.

If I were mayor, I'd invite everyone to have free boat trips on the river and free balloon rides over the city. I'd let the elderly in residential homes wander free.

If Christ Jesus be the periode, the end and the lodging-home at the end of your journey, there is no fear ye go to a friend . . . ye may look death in the face with joy.