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At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in,
Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.
At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in,
Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled read more
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever
Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.
Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.
Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy;
Such as a happy bird will sing,
Beneath a read more
Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy;
Such as a happy bird will sing,
Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch,
In early spring.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty read more
This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clot of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it what I can. . -George Bernard Shaw.
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of read more
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of others.
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
