Quotes About Joy

Nicky dropped the children off that night, he poked his head in long enough to say that everything had gone fine. The children ran into her arms. Harry smelled as sweet and pungent as sawdust, Ella as deliciously odd as puppy breath. The touch of their skin, the smells, made her whole again, like an animal lost in the wilds that finds its mother.

Zolang dit bestaat, en ik het mag beleven, deze zonneschijn, die hemel waar geen wolk aan is, zo lang kan ik niet treurig zijn.

Die happy-I will, F'nor cried, cutting more fruit.

Oh, that was marvellous. Could we play it again?

I sometimes think that perhaps our minds are too weak to grasp joy or sorrow except in small things...In the big things joy and sorrow are just alike - overwhelming. At least, we only get them bit by bit, in tiny flashes - in waves - that our minds can't stand for very long. p 199

A good relationship has a pattern like a dance ... The joy of such a pattern is not only the joy of creation or the joy of participation, it is also the joy of living in the moment. Lightness of touch and living in the moment are intertwined.

I felt a kind of impersonal kinship with them and a joy in that kinship. Beauty of earth and sea and air meant more to me. I was in harmony with it, melted into the universe, lost in it, as one is lost in a canticle of praise, swelling from an unknown crowd in a cathedral. 'Praise ye the Lord, all ye fishes of the sea – all ye birds of the air – all ye children of men – Praise ye the Lord!' Yes, I felt closer to my fellow men too, even in my solitude.

Isn't it a lovely ball?" She looked around at the sea of lace and tulle and silk, the blaze of lights, the laughter and the music and the sway and swirl of movement. "I wish everyone could be as happy as I am.

He was happy for other people's success.

May I wish you the joy of the season, and remembrance of all that is good in the past, together with hope for the future.

I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.

I grabbed her ankle and kissed it, and when I looked up I saw her chin and her eyelashes as she threw back her head and laughed.

But joy, the joy you've known, the love you've known, that is what matters, and we, the conscious ones, the ones who can grieve, only we can know joy.

we do good when we make others forget their sorrow, make them forget for a little while

It was not to relive the old pain that she had returned, it was to know again, for a little while, the joy that had gone before.

You make life when you play," I said. "You create something from nothing. You make something good happen.

You play with your toys and your money and all your fine things, and you forget. You forget and that's why you're happy.

Tis the gift to be simple... 'Tis the gift to be free...

All you can do is make your life have meaning, make it good—

I'd demeaned and insulted those who didn't know how to be happy. Yes, I was determined to be happy. And I fought furiously for ways to be happy.

All around us were happy people excited to be going to Atalantaya, many for the first time, and the officials in charge seemed excited for us as well. It was rather like being in a group today that is visiting the cities of Jerusalem or Rome for the first time.

Write it in your histories. Describe my house as you saw it, full of paintings and lamps, full of music and laughter, full of gaeity and warmth.

Mozart was always my happy guardian, the Little Genius, I called him

He had a dawning sense of how much delight awaited him.