Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.

Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.

Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.

Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.

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 secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to be able to lose all desire read more

The secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to be able to lose all desire for things beyond your reach

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.

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the read more

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the pinion
When the wheel of time goes round.

For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

I do it for the joy it brings, cause I'm a joyful girl. 'Cause the world owes us nothing, we read more

I do it for the joy it brings, cause I'm a joyful girl. 'Cause the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.

And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.