You must come home with me and be my guest; You will give joy to me, and I will do All that is in my power to honour you.
Habit converts luxurious enjoyments into dull and daily necessities.
. . . all who joy would win Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.
Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others, And in their pleasure takes joy, even as though t'were his own.
The highest happiness, the purest joys of life, wear out at last. [Ger., Das beste Gluck, des Lebens schonste Kraft Ermattet endlich.]
Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed.
I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy. Mary Baker Eddy -Ursula K. LeGuin.
Happiness comes from spiritual wealth, not material wealth... Happiness comes from giving, not getting. If we try hard to bring happiness to others, we cannot stop it from coming to us also. To get joy, we must give it, and to keep joy, we must scatter it. . -John Templeton.
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.
The really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour. -Unknown.
Health is the soul that animates all the enjoyments of life, which fade and are tasteless without it.
I have a heart with room for every joy.
The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I cause the widow's heart to sing for joy.
The heart knoweth his own bitterness; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.
Wealth and want equally harden the human heart. Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue. -Theodore Parker.
My heart is singing for joy this morning! A miracle has happened! The light of understanding has shone upon my little pupil's mind, and behold, all things are changed! -Anne Sullivan.
A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love. -Mother Teresa.
Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair-- Sorrow and death may not enter there; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, It is there, it is there, my child!
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons of heroesâah, they have all the necessary leisure.
The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the full river of feeling overflows;-- The happy days unclouded to their close; The sudden joys that our of darkness start As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.
Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads. His cares must still be double to his joys, In any dignity.
Cease, every joy, to glimmer in my mind, But leave,--oh! leave the light of Hope behind!
Man needs, for his happiness, not only the enjoyment of this or that, but hope and enterprise and change.
Hope is a state of mind, not of the world. Hope, in this deep and powerful sense, is not the same as joy that things are going well, or willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously heading for success, but rather an ability to work for something because it is good. -Vaclav Havel.