Quotes About Joy

Just live well. Just live.

suddenly in the throng, arms up, clapping to the music, dancing in the way that middle-aged people do, badly, but with the confidence that comes from the fact that they no longer care, that sometimes just the act of dancing, letting go in a room of people while a beat thumps through your veins, is an act of rebellion against the dark, against the tough times that will inevitably come tomorrow.

I wanted to live as Édouard did, joyfully, sucking the marrow out of every moment and singing because it tasted so good.

We want their presence to feel like a gift.

Remember, good things happen.

We danced as if we had nothing else to do but dance. Lord, it felt good. I had forgotten the joy of just existing, of losing yourself in the music...I let go of everything, my problems floating away like helium balloons: my awful job, my picky boss, my failure to move on. I became a thing, alive, moving, joyful.

I often think that the ability to earn a living by doing the thing one loves must be one of life's greatest gifts.

Everyone should drink champagne on their birthday.

A primavera chegou durante a noite, como se o inverno fosse um hóspede indesejado que de repente resolveu vestir seu casaco e desaparecer sem se despedir. Tudo ficou mais verde, as ruas foram banhadas por um sol fraco, o ar agora perfumado. O dia tinha sinais florais e acolhedores, com trinados primaveris como fundo musical. Jojo Moyes - Como eu era antes de você

My skin grew freckled, my nails bleached, and I began to feel a rare happiness at the simple pleasures of existing here – of walking on a beach, eating unfamiliar foods, swimming in warm, clear water where black fish gazed shyly from under volcanic rocks, or watching the sun sink fiery red into the horizon.

Across Manhattan the sun glowed orange, the endless sea of glittering skyscrapers reflecting back a peach light, the center of the world, going about its business. A million lives below me, a million heartbreaks big and small, tales of joy and loss and survival, a million little victories every day.

often think that the ability to earn a living by doing the thing one loves must be one of life's greatest gifts.

You have to decide to let yourself be happy.

Thank you. It was a bit of a surprise, but a very welcome one.

I tuned out, and watched the other people in the pub, wondering about their lives. Each of them would have huge events in their own families—babies loved and lost, dark secrets, great joys and tragedies. If they could put it into perspective, if they could just enjoy a sunny evening in a pub garden, then surely I should too. And

I rang my parents and told them that I would stay over. My mother sounded relieved. When I told her I was going to get paid for sleeping over, she sounded overjoyed. "Did you hear that, Bernard?" she said, her hand half over the phone. "They're paying her to sleep now." I could hear my father's exclamation. "Praise the Lord. She's found her dream career.

C'mon Will! Let's give these fuckers something to talk about!" Suggestion on the part of a drunken Lou Clark, rooting for her beloved Will Traynor to advance his motorized wheelchair onto the dance floor, after the wedding ceremony between his former fiancé and his former best friend, while she plops herself onto his lap in her bright red dress and drapes her arms around him, his eyes staring straight at her cleavage!

Just live well. Just live. Love, Will A

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under the heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.

Hannah ran past, beaming. I remember that feeling--when you're a kid and it's your birthday and for one day everyone makes you feel like the most special person in the world.

You reminded me that the world is capable of beauty, and that there were once things—art, joy, love—that filled my world, instead of fear and nettle soup and curfews. I saw you in my expression.

A million lives below me, a million heartbreaks big and small, tales of joy and loss and survival, a million little victories every day.

Imaš samo jedan život. Zapravo ti je dužnost proživjeti ga punim plu?ima.

I know I shouldn't be but I woke up really happy. I mean, like, really, stupidly happy. Like even though my whole life is a disaster. I just...I feel okay. I look at you, and I feel okay.