Quotes About Joy

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Wondrous! he thought, how the heart leaps when one is chosen, especially later in life, after one would suppose the time for choosing and being chosen has passed.

The one life we're left with is sufficient to fill and refill our imperfect hearts with joy, and then to shatter them. And it never, ever lets up. Blame love.

The line of gray along the horizon is brighter now, and with the coming light I feel a certainty: that there is, despite our wild imaginings, only one life. The ghostly others, no matter how real they seem, no matter how badly we need them, are phantoms. The one life we're left with is sufficient to fill and refill our imperfect hearts with joy, and then to shatter them. And it never, ever lets up. Blame love.

I dug into my coat pocket and hauled out my pride and joy: one Zippo one-zip windproof lighter that the winds of the last few days had forced me to buy. I guess the ads had sold me: Why, zip, zip, zip. . .when one zip does it!

Heaven is not heaven without Christ. It is better to be in any place with Christ than to be in heaven itself without him. All delicacies without Christ are but as a funeral banquet. Where the master of the feast is away, there is nothing but solemnness. What is all without Christ? I say the joys of heaven are not the joys of heaven without Christ; he is the very heaven of heaven.

Happiness doesn't just flow from success; it actually causes it.

When it comes to happiness, remember, it is experiences that represent really good value for the money.

if you want to cheer yourself up, behave like a happy person.

God, Parker." Miranda's voice broke. "Are we glad to see you." "Likewise. And you don't have to call me God. Saint Parker's good enough.

Then she clutched the paper to her heart and started laughing.

Kate leaned against the windowpane and smiled.

I love the past so much because I love the present. I know I have to go into the world and become shaped, altered, bent, myself-individuated-and that there will be pain and joy in the process. I am not the land itself, neither am I a clone of my family. But the magnitude of my attachment to these things-and the stability it affords-staggers me.

I wondered why, after such a great loss, they ever let us out of their sight. Later I realized that it was their way of fighting that loss, sitting there in the darkness and feeling, vicariously, our hearts running through the night, and through the woods-a way of speaking to the sorrow, and to Mother, too-a way of saying that all had not been for naught, that her children's lives and joy would be irrepressible, because they had come out of her.

I ran with him through the dark sweet-smelling cedars to the stripe of white road, and paused, panting, letting him soak up the light of the moon, letting him inflate with the excitement I felt at being alive.

Increasingly we confused the pursuit of happiness with the pursuit of pleasure.

My brother broke into a toothy grin. Yay! Your brain works!

Oh, I wouldn't say Love always makes you happy. Sometimes it makes you incredibly sad.

Tyson thought Annabeth was just about the coolest thing since peanut butter, and he SERIOUSLY loved peanut butter.

For a moment, Percy actually remembered what it was like to be happy. He had an amazing girlfriend. They could have a future together.

There was Tyson moving into the Poseidon cabin, giggling to himself every fifteen seconds and saying, Percy is my brother? like he'd just won the lottery. Aw, Tyson, I'd say. It's not that simple.

Dude. Jason gave Percy a bear hug. Back from Tartarus! Leo whooped. That's my peeps!

You, sir, are a ray of sunshine.

There are parties and then there are huge major blowout parties. And then there are Olympian parties. If you ever get a choice go for the Olympian.