Quotes About Joy

I am free. I am ransomed. I've never felt this way before, like a slave set free who was born a slave and never knew what freedom was like.

Much that was called religion has carried an unconscious attitude of hostility toward life. True religion must teach that life is filled with joys pleasing to the eye of God, that knowledge without action is empty. All men must see that the teaching of religion by rules and rote is largely a hoax. The proper teaching is recognized with ease. You can know it without fail because it awakens within you that sensation which tells you this is something you've always known.

You know it's love when you want to give joy and damn the consequences.

The joy of living, its beauty is all bound up in the fact that life can surprise you.

I think what a joy it is to be alive, and I wonder if I'll ever leap inward to the root of this flesh and know myself as once I was. The root is there. Whether any act of mine can find it, that remains tangled in the future. But all things a man can do are mine. Any act of mine may do it. —THE GHOLA SPEAKS ALIA'S COMMENTARY

Durmak diye düÅŸündü. Dinlenmek... gerçekten dinlenmek. MutluluÄŸun durabilmek, bir anl???na da olsa durabilmek olduÄŸunu fark etti. Durman?n mümkün olmad??? yerde mutluluk da olmazd?.

Much that was called religion has carried an unconscious attitude of hostility toward life. True religion must teach that life is filled with joys pleasing to the eye of God, that knowledge without action is empty. All men must see that the teaching of religion by rules and rote is largely a hoax.

La verdadera religión debe enseñar que la vida está repleta de alegrías gratas a los ojos de Dios, y que el conocimiento sin acción está vacío. Todos los hombres deben recordar que la enseñanza de una religión solo por medio de reglas y ejemplos ajenos es una completa mixtificación. Una enseñanza justa y correcta se reconoce con facilidad. Se intuye de inmediato, porque despierta la sensación de que algo se conoce desde siempre».

Jessica stopped beside him, said: "What delicious abandon in the sleep of a child.

These are the realities of this universe and they must be faced regardless of how you feel about them. You cannot fend off such realities with words. They will come at you in their own wordless way and then, then you will understand what is meant by "life and death." Understanding this, you will be filled with joy.

Souvenirs of memory must be only that. Things to be taken up and fondled occasionally for evocation of past joys. No joy can be permanent. All is transient. This, too, shall pass away applies to all of our living universe.

What delicious abandon in the sleep of a child." He spoke mechanically: "If only adults could relax like that.

I felt so happy I could barely stay in my skin

oh god it's wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there. There's nothing so spiritual about being happy but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last.

and I'll be happy here and happy there, full of tea and tears

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!

As Frank opened the door, four laughing young people burst into the Hardy home. In the lead was Iola Morton, Chet's sister, with Callie Shaw and Helen

Even if you cannot fully match my skill at composing verses," he said, "yet be of good cheer. Remember that it is granted to the poets to drink from the largest horn at the banquet of the gods.

Karena Tuhan memberi saya hati yang riang, Ia akan memaafkan saya karena saya berbakti kepadaNya dengan jiwa yang riang.

I hate everything that does not relate to literature, conversations bore me (even when they relate to literature), to visit people bores me, the joys and sorrows of my relatives bore me to my soul. Conversation takes the importance, the seriousness, the truth, out of everything I think.

Away in the distance, a train appeared behind the trees, all its compartments were lit, the windows were sure to be open. One of us started singing a ballad, but we all wanted to sing. We sang far quicker than the speed of the train, we swung our arms because our voices weren't enough, our voices got into a tangle where we felt happy. If you mix your voice with others' voices, you feel as though you're caught on a hook. (trans. Michael Hofmann)

An und für sich ist uns das Lachen immer nah; trotz allem Jammer unseres Lebens ist ein leises Lachen bei uns gewissermaßen immer zu Hause.

How suicidal happiness can be!