Quotes About Joy

Feed yourself with the food of wisdom.Wisdom is recognised by joy and peace.When you allow your ways to be light you go high.When your path supports heaviness it weighs you down.

How could we be sorrow, if there is a song?

A child is a gift from God.

I love to dance daily.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Find what makes you happy and go for it with all your heart. It will be hard, but I promise it will be worth it.

Happy people do not wake up for breakfast.

Friends are life's ingredient that makes every sad moment sweeter, every difficult time easier, and every normal moment extraordinary.

Life is a cycle of sadness and joy, Best decision is stop at the point of Happiness .

Our hearts and imaginations need to dance and play if we are to live awake

Having a first child is like swallowing an intoxicating drink made of equal parts joy and terror, chased with a bucketful of transitions nobody ever tells you about. I know firsthand:

See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,With Joy and Love triumphing.

The sum of earthly bliss.

And the jocund rebecks soundTo many a youth, and many a maid,Dancing in the checkered shade.And young and old come forth to playOn a sunshine holiday.

Mirth, admit me of thy crew,To live with her, and live with thee,In unreproved pleasures free.

Come, knit hands, and beat the ground,In a light fantastic round.

Live while ye may,Yet happy pair.

Hence vain deluding Joys,The brood of Folly without father bred!

My latest found,Heaven's last, best gift, my ever new delight!

And feel that I am happier than I know.

It was the first family-related encounter I could think of that didn't involve a hint of secrets or sadness lurking below the surface.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death. ... Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life, and that the grave has no victory, for it never fights.

Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue.