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A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
A joy that's shared is a joy made double.
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. read more
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
One joy scatters a hundred griefs.
One joy scatters a hundred griefs.
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Joy is not in things; it is in us
Joy is not in things; it is in us
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
