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.
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But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.
Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.
The joy late coming late departs.
The joy late coming late departs.
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George read more
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
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.]
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.
