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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.
Joy lies in the fight, in the attempt, in the suffering involved, not in the victory itself
Joy lies in the fight, in the attempt, in the suffering involved, not in the victory itself
They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into read more
Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into the happiness that you are able to give.
Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
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Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
[Lat., Medio de fonte leporum
Surgit amari aliquid, quod in ipsis floribus angat.]
On a March clothesline
.. transparent icicles in a row
in the bright sun
they drip and glow
Marks read more
On a March clothesline
.. transparent icicles in a row
in the bright sun
they drip and glow
Marks of exclamation !!!!!!!!!!
a sentence of joyful exclamation !!!!!!!!
Joy has this in common with pain, that it robs people of reason.
Joy has this in common with pain, that it robs people of reason.
How fading are the joys we dote upon!
Like apparitions seen and gone;
But those which soonest read more
How fading are the joys we dote upon!
Like apparitions seen and gone;
But those which soonest take their flight
Are the most exquisite and strong;
Like angel's visits short and bright,
Mortality's too weak to bear them long.
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.