Quotes About Bliss

The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.

I'm like a kid in a sweet shop every day. It's slightly cringey how much fun I have.

There's a symmetry of blissfulness about Mongolia. It was a real privilege to be there.

Oftentimes you give others the opportunity to create your happiness, and many times they fail to create it the way you want it. Why? Because only one person can be in charge of your joy, of your bliss, and that's you. So even your parent, your child, your spouse—they do not have the control to create your happiness. They simply have the opportunity to share in your happiness. Your joy lies within you.

There are infinite levels of good feelings you can feel.

Everything is so obvious, so blissfully clear. But her parents can't see it. There is great, joyous, and essential work to do. But first a person needs to graduate from endless self-love.

Musicians speak of bliss, but that's just to throw the uninitiated off the scent. There is no bliss; there is only control.

They dramatically overidealize this primitive lack of differentiation. Just because the self is not aware of suffering does not mean it has a positive presence of spiritual bliss. Lack of awareness doesn't mean presence of paradise!

Within each and every one of us is a divine power that needs no substance or anything external to know bliss.

Smiling heals the soul and fills the heart with bliss.

Don't do anything for pleasure that you don't enjoy.

The happiest people seem to be Those who have no particular cause for being happy Except that they are so.

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am boundUpon a wheel of fire, that mine own tearsDo scald like molten lead.

For what is wedlock forced, but a hell,An age of discord and continual strife?Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss,And is a pattern of celestial peace.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes,Bliss in our brows bent.

Some there be that shadows kiss;Such have but a shadow's bliss.

Fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

Let the coming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.

I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.

Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,But to be young was very heaven!

They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils

No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.

And then some days you wake up and everything is perfect.

And then some days you wake up and everything's perfect.