Quotes
Quotes about Joy
'Tis a little thing To give a cup of water; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drain'd by fever'd lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
I have mental joys and mental health, Mental friends and mental wealth, I've a wife that I love and that loves me; I've all but riches bodily.
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.
Much learning shows how little mortals know: Much wealth, how little worldlings can enjoy.
Wealth is not his that has it, but his that enjoys it.
The winds that never moderation knew, Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew; Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise, For if you do but taste his blood, 'Twill make your courage rise, Twill make a man forget his wo; 'Twill heighten all his joy.
A life of frustration is inevitable for any coach whose main enjoyment is winning.
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
The things that have been and shall be no more, The things that are, and that hereafter shall be, The things that might have been, and yet were not, The fading twilight of joys departed.
A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth: and a word spoken in due season, how good is it!
Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills The fields with Plenty crowned; Him with the woodman's axe that thrills The wilderness profound.
And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame; And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame; But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star, Shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They Are!
The only place success comes before work is in the dictionary. â¢Vince Lombardi or â¢Donald Kendall My grandfather once told me that there are two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was less competition there. â¢Indira Gandhi I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. â¢Douglas Adams There are no menial jobs, only menial attitudes. â¢William Bennett The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them. â¢Robert Frost When work is a pleasure, life is a joy; when work is a duty, life is slavery. â¢Maksim Gorky One machine can do the work of fifty ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary man. â¢Elbert Hubbard It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do. â¢Jerome K Jerome One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important. â¢Bertrand Russell Ninety-eight percent of the adults in this country are decent, hard-working, honest Americans. It's the other lousy two percent that get all the publicity. But then--we elected them. â¢Lily Tomlin Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at the moment. â¢Robert Benchley Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. â¢Thomas Edison Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all. â¢Sam Ewing Real success is finding you lifework in the work that you love. â¢David McCullough Executive ability is deciding quickly and getting somebody else to do the work. â¢John G. Pollard Banker: A fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining and wants it back the minute it begins to rain. â¢Mark Twain
Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.
The life of man is the true romance, which when it is valiantly conduced, will yield the imagination a higher joy than any fiction.
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away: poured out the red Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene That men call age, and those who would have been Their sons, they gave their immortality.
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
