Quotes About Elation

Now we are free to come and go as we please, not in sorrow but in laughter.

Having once experienced the elation—the "high"—of being part of a powerful, like-minded majority, released from politically correct rules of feeling, many wanted to hold on to that elation. To do this, they fended off challenge. They sought affirmation.

Happiness flooded through him in warm tides.

When I ran, I felt like a butterfly that was free.

Winning is just such a good feeling.

It's quite a good feeling when you win against 10,000 people.

I feel fuzzy inside when I see good people make it.

As?l bahtiyar,bir ömür boyunca hasretini çekti?i ?eye kavu?an de?il,ona eri?ece?ini anlad??? anda,saadetinin en yüksek noktas?nda bir Ah diyerek dü?üp ölebilendir.

Relief from something that you cannot hold within you is always the greatest pleasure, isn't it? Whatever that thing may be!

He'd forgotten what delight felt like.

He looked rather radiant in his rapture with her, and she was beaming back.

I have drunk of the wine of life at last, I have known the thing best worth knowing, I have been warmed through and through, never to grow quite cold again till the end.

His lips brushed over hers. She let out a sigh of relief and joy and pleasure. He pulled her tighter against him, taking her mouth with his own. She melted into him and the kiss, heart pounding, desire sparking along her nerve endings like a string of lit dynamite.

Air is the very substance of our freedom, the substance of superhuman joy.... aerial joy is freedom.

I mentally savored the moment of America's triumph like a fine wine.

Of Pride. And though it be so that no man can accurately tell the number of the twigs and the evils that come from Pride, yet will I show you a part of them, as you shall understand. There is Disobedience, Boasting, Hypocrisy, Contempt, Arrogance, Impudence, Swelling of Heart, Insolence, Elation, Impatience, Haughtiness, Presumption, Irreverence, Obstinacy, Vainglory, and many another twig that I can not declare.

Mania is a wonderful feeling.

When I fall I'll weep for happiness.

What could Maria call the time that opened ahead of her? The certainty of her hope? This rejuvenated air she was breathing? This incandescence, this bursting of a love at last without object?

The writing life is punctuated by words, sentences, paragraph & pages. And by spurts of elation, inspiration, rejection & despair.

Joy is the ultimate reward in life.

Learning to surf is a mixture of respect, timing, balance, boldness, and humility, with bits of pure elation

Now she had taken off her goodness and left it behind her like a heap of rain-sodden clothes, and she only felt joy.

Your kisses lift me higher...like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.