Quotes About Joy

search for "Rich Kelly & Friendship" and "I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing." Then watch it. In its entirety. But if you're in a hurry, fast-forward to the 1:35 mark, when the bassist breaks into a happy foot solo.

But when we experience pain or trauma, we're acutely aware that something is wrong. You want answers. "What is this? How do I get rid of this? Why is this happening to me? I don't want this." That's why so much art, and music, in particular, becomes a great commiserating balm for pain. Joy doesn't need to be audited. We're just grateful to have had it at all. But pain, goddammit, we demand to know Who's responsible for this?

There's an amazing opportunity that so few people ever have in their lives to fulfill a wish for somebody. It's so rare that such a simple act, like playing a song someone loves, can make someone so happy. If you have that opportunity—the power to do that for anyone—that's an incredible gift.

What you make of the song or what the world will make of it is of little concern when contrasted with the joy that I've talked about many times now—the joy of disappearing long enough to find something you didn't know you had inside you.

But, in the end, joy cannot fend off evil. Joy can only remind you why you fight.

Borne made me happy, but happiness never made anyone less stupid

That if they could not have a fierce joy in their struggle, then they were not truly free but governed by fear and doubt.

What strange creatures we are, I thought as I stood there. We live, we love, we die with such random joy and grief, excitement and boredom, each mind as individual as a fingerprint, and just as enigmatic. We make up stories to understand ourselves and tell ourselves that they are true, when in fact they only represent an individual impression of one individual fingerprint, no matter how universal we attempt to make them.

I dearly wished the joy of triangulation, the pounce based on a good ear's geometry.

At present, I am mainly observing the physical motion of mountains, water, trees and flowers. One is everywhere reminded of similar movements in the human body, of similar impulses of joy and suffering in plants...

We can all avoid travel that is unnecessary; we do not need to travel around the world when the source of all joy and all beauty is right within us.

nothing finite will ever satisfy us. We can go to the moon; it is a great achievement, but after a while our eyes turn beyond to Neptune. Wherever we go in space, wherever we go in time, we find limitations. Our need is for infinite joy, infinite love, infinite wisdom and infinite capacity for service, and until this need is met, we can never, never rest peacefully.

Meditation is the basis of a life of splendid health, untiring energy, unfailing love, and abiding wisdom. It is the very foundation of that deep inner peace for which every one of us longs. No human being can ever be satisfied by money or success or prestige or anything else the world can offer. What we are really searching for is not something that satisfies us temporarily, but a permanent state of joy.

I am deeply moved by things. I'd hate to miss the intense joy of that.

You see, when you're hunting for the glad things, you sort of forget the other kind—like

Be glad in the Lord and rejoice, ye righteous, and shout for joy all ye that are upright in heart.

Into the eyes of those she met Pollyanna smiled joyously. She was disappointed—but not surprised—that she received no answering smile in return. She was used to that now—in Boston. She still smiled, however, hopefully: there might be some one, sometime, who would smile back.

Horas non numero nisi serenas,' 'I count - no - hours but - unclouded ones

E disse também que se Deus se deu ao trabalho de nos dizer oitocentas vezes pra nos alegrarmos, pra ficarmos contentes, ele realmente queria que a gente fizesse isso.

that's one of the times I just did it without thinking, I reckon. You see, you DO, lots of times; you get so used to it—looking for something to be glad about, you know. And most generally there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it.

You see, when you're hunting for the glad things, you sort of forget the other kind—like the doll you wanted, you know.

thank you. I love to fix people's hair, exulted

And David leaped, and laughed, and loved it all, nor was any of it strange to him. The birds, the treed, the sun, the brook, the scurrying little creatures of the forest of his. But the man- the man did not leap or laughed, though he, too, loved it all. The man was afraid.

Em geral, conseguimos encontrar em qualquer coisa que nos deixe contente, se procurarmos o bastante.