Quotes About Joy

Goodbye is derived from the phrase "God be with you." A blessing is the offering of one heart to another; to another person, to a situation, to life itself. Isn't that what we are here for? To bless the savor of this precious moment even as it slips through our fingers? To allow its sorrow, its joy, its silence or laughter to enter our life stream and add a measure to who we are? This is the spirit of these ten poems, and the hope of this book.

The glamour Of childish days is upon me

It seems to me, therefore, that you should prepare your children to be happy in the way that you are happy. Treat them exactly as you would if your own ideals were generally shared. After all, your ideals, like your children, define you: between them, they are all that you have.

The great artists of the past were aware that human life was full of chaos and suffering but they had a remedy for this and the name of that remedy was beauty. The beautiful work of art brings consolation in sorrow and affirmation in joy, it shows human life to be worthwhile

There's only one way to defeat the sorrow and sadness of life - with laughter and rejoicing. Bring out the good dishes, put on your good clothes, no sense hoarding them.

The joy and laughter and youth they brought was an antidote to the somberness enveloping his flat, the hours when he felt the very walls and ceilings were encrusted with the distress of of unhappy decades

the human face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no room for crying.

All things fall and are built again, and those that build them again are gay

Now take all the delights of the earth, melt them into one single delight, and cast it entire into a single man - all this will be as nothing to the delight of which I speak.

Another kind of joy, more sober because more responsible, is mine today as well: that of entry into a place that we can strictly term outside the bounds of power. For if I may, in turn, interpret the Collège, I shall say that it is, as institutions go, one of History's last stratagems. Honor is usually a diminution of power; here it is a subtraction, power's untouched portion.

l'amour avait fait de lui un déchet social, ce dont il se réjouissait.

Another day, in the rain, we're waiting for the boat at the lake; from happiness, this time, the same outburst of annihilation sweeps through me. This is how it happens sometimes, misery or joy engulfs me, without any particular tumult ensuing: nor any pathos: I am dissolved, not dismembered; I fall, I flow, I melt. Such thoughts grazed, touched, tested (the way you test the water with your foot)-can recur. Nothing solemn about them. This is exactly what gentleness is.

It never seemed to dawn on her to encourage her children to have a good time.

Its couplets included these lines: "Before no mortal ever knew / A love like mine so tender, true…No joy unmixed my bosom warms / But when my angel's in my arms.

My greatest fortune in life has been my son.

1Shout to the LORD with joy, everyone on earth. 2Worship the LORD with gladness. Come to him with songs of joy. 3I want you to realize that the LORD is God. He made us, and we belong to him. We are his people. We are the sheep belonging to his flock. 4Give thanks as you enter the gates of his temple. Give praise as you enter its courtyards. Give thanks to him and praise his name. 5The LORD is good. His faithful love continues forever. It will last for all time to come.

Where's your luggage?" "I don't use any." "You have no stuff?" "I saw a little book in a store at the airport. Apparently we're supposed to get rid of whatever doesn't bring us joy.

I'm always happy," he said. "Always was, always will be.

Being out felt great. Felt like freedom. Like all my life I'd had a slight headache. Not noticing until it was gone.

Find a job you love and you'll never work a day in your life.

Julie nearly fainted when I showed up at home that night with the new Lexus. The first thing she wanted to do was drive it. I let her drive all over San Francisco with the windows rolled up, because we didn't want to lose one precious whiff of that new-car smell.

That is the joyful task of every follower of Jesus. Someday may it be written about me on my tombstone: He was so amazed by God's grace that he couldn't keep it to himself.

There is no better sound than whom you adore when they are sleepy and pleased

Large tomatoes and inner tranquillity are a bewitching combination.