JOY QUOTES IV

Joy is the best wine.

GEORGE ELIOT

Silas Marner


Joy's the shyest bird
Mortal ever heard;
Listen rapt and silent while he sings;
Do not seek to see,
Less the vision be
But a flutter of departing wings.

CAROLINE SPENCER

"A Strange Singer"


The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.

JON KRAKAUER

Into the Wild


Here below is not the land of happiness; I know it not; it is only the land of toil, and every joy which comes to us is only to strengthen us for some greater labor that is to succeed.

JOHANN GOTTLIEB FICHTE

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Joy flees from the selfish, it deserts the quarrelsome; it is hidden from the impure.

JAMES ALLEN

Morning and Evening Thoughts


Joy's recollection is no longer joy,
While Sorrow's memory is a sorrow still.

LORD BYRON

Marino Faliero


Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.

STEPHENIE MEYER

The Host


Joy, rather than happiness, is the goal of life, for joy is the emotion which accompanies our fulfilling our natures as human beings.

ROLLO MAY

Man's Search For Himself

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This is a catastrophic universe, always; and subject to hidden reversals, upheavals, changes, cataclysms, with joy never anything but the song of substance under pressure forced into new forms and shapes.

DORIS LESSING

Shikasta


Joy comes and fills the self-emptied heart; it abides with the peaceful; its reign is with the pure.

JAMES ALLEN

Morning and Evening Thoughts


It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

"Badlands", Darkness on the Edge of Town


Pleasure is always derived from something outside you, whereas joy arises from within.

ECKHART TOLLE

The Power of Now


Joy cannot remain with the selfish; it is wedded to Love.

JAMES ALLEN

Morning and Evening Thoughts


What matters an eternity of damnation to someone who has found in one second the infinity of joy?

CHARLES BAUDELAIRE

"Le Mauvais Vitrier," Le Spleen de Paris