Best 6470 quotes in «joy quotes» category

It's not a matter of whether you want happiness. We all need peace, love, and happiness. But, if you fail to nurture your spirit, by absorbing all things good and giving attention to the matters of your heart, it will be hard to obtain. It must radiate from inside of you. Then, flow outwardly penetrating everyone around you.

It's only natural to feel lonely after the enjoyable moments pass. But as you experience new joys those feelings of sorrow will start to fade.

It's not my accent, but my brevity makes me stylish.

...it's not the stories - it's the pain and the joy and the people who stay with you long after the stories are told ...

It's not strength, it's PERCEPTION that makes you stronger. If you change how you SEE it, you'll change how you FEEL about it.

It's painful to hold out hope for the things that once brought you joy. You have to find ways to make yourself forget.

It's the same struggle for each of us, and the same path out: the utterly simple, infinitely wise ultimately defiant act of loving one thing and then another, loving our way back to life... Maybe being perfectly happy is not really the point. Maybe that is only some modern American dream of the point, while the truer measure of humanity is the distance we must travel in our lives, time and again, "twixt two extremes of passion--joy and grief," as Shakespeare put it. However much I've lost, what remains to me is that I can still speak to name the things I love. And I can look for safety in giving myself away to the world's least losable things.

It takes a lot of sorrows inside one's heart to make them cry, break and to lose hope. But it simply takes reminiscing a happy memory to make one smile instantly. So make as many happy memories as you can!

It's time to stop focusing on what others think of you. They think they know you, but don't. They're stuck in the figment of their imagination.

It was a perfect moment and she was shocked to feel a tear roll slowly down her cheek. The warm droplet reached his finger where it lay against her skin, and even though it was far too dark to see anything clearly, she sensed that he was bringing it up to his mouth.

It was not till I experimented with seeds plucked straight from a growing plant that I had my first success...the first thrill of creation...the first taste of blood. This, surely, must be akin to the pride of paternity...indeed, many soured bachelors would wager that it must be almost as wonderful to see the first tiny crinkled leaves of one's first plant as to see the tiny crinkled face of one's first child.

It was only by faith in Christ that they could secure pardon of sin and receive strength to obey God's law. They must cease to rely upon their own efforts for salvation, they must trust wholly in the merits of the promised Saviour, if they would be accepted of God.

It's the people who make a place, Lina. And the people here--they understand pain and loss. Which makes them appreciate joy all the more.

It was strange, I reflected, as we went out into the golden evening of the Byzantine streets, that even in the weirdest circumstances, the most troubeling episodes of one's life, the greatest divides from home and familiarity, there were these moments of undeniable joy.

I used to believe my art had to be about the things that brought me joy and gave me hope. But I learned that art can be found in all of life, even in pain. --Valentine, while in Italy (pg 267)

It will be better to spent our energy on reality; the tangible facts, not thoughts of the past.

I use health joy and comfort to set off my brain chemicals of bliss for my highest good.

I've never had a moment when I thought: "Tom, you've made it!", and I don't think I want to, because that feels like you've reached the end; that you've crossed the finish line. But to me there is no end. An achievement is not a finish line; it's a checkpoint on a far greater journey. It's a moment to pause, to take a breath and look back and enjoy what you've experienced and be grateful for it, but then to turn around and look towards the next checkpoint, the next achievement.

I used to hold you as my everything, And so I built my castles in your lands, But you proved to me your inadequacies, With this, how will my castles stand?

I value individuals and societies. I care about those who are not born yet. That is the reason for my joys and blues.

I've written you sixty-seven love poems. Here’s another one for you. But really, for me. These poems are the candles that I light with the fire you have ignited in me. I place this candle here and another there so even if the stars have argued with the moon and are sulking away in a corner, you can still find your way to me. Sixty-eight poems now. What does the future hold for us? Joy? Disappointment? Gentle caresses? And subtle neglect? I hope the good is more than the bad. Much more. For what is the point of love if by lighting these candles our own flame loses its brightness? I know the good is more than the bad. Much more. I cannot wait to write you sixty-nine.

I've said this before, but people love you for so many reasons. Some love you only for what you do for them. Some love you for how much money you spend. Some love you for your possessions. By now, we should know that isn't love, but merely infatuation. Don't be fooled into thinking a person like that is going to hang around once those things are gone.

I want God to be first in my life, so I’m putting Him first in my life today.

I want, I need is I don`t have and comes from a place of lack. I love, I enjoy is I do have and comes from a place of abundance. Your choice, lack or abundance?

I wait for what comes and experience the joy and delight of the unexpected.

I want to be tantric with you.

I want to explore every aspect of you.

I want to be owned by you.

I want to drink the knowledge of Pythagorus's theorem.

I want to drink from you're life force.

I want to think about trees. Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment. There are many created things in the universe that outlive us, that outlive the sun, even, but I can’t think about them. I live with trees. There are creatures under our feet, creatures that live over our heads, but trees live quite convincingly in the same filament of air we inhabit, and in addition, they extend impressively in both directions, up and down, shearing rock and fanning air, doing their real business just out of reach.

I’ve drawn this as a circle because the seasons will come and go. Joy always leads to another season of romance . . . which always leads to another season of trouble . . . which always leads to disillusionment . . . which always leads to more joy— if you hang in there.

I’ve had four serious boyfriends in my life.” He growled. “What is wrong?” “Love is forever.” He gave her a disgusted look. “You have no idea what real love is, Joy.

I want you to be happy and for me to be part of that happiness.

I wasn't there yet, I wasn't finding joy and gladness in my barrenness, but I believed I would. I believed He would make my barren soul as beautiful as His perfect garden.

I was delighted to see you again, and forgot for the moment that all happiness is fleeting.

I was glad to hear that you were to be confirmed.

I was immediately worn out by the tyranny of prescriptive joy.

I was in no tent under leaves, sleepless and glad. There was no moon at all; along the world’s coasts the sea tides would be springing strong. The air itself also has lunar tides; I lay still. Could I feel in the air an invisible sweep and surge, and an answering knock in the lungs? Or could I feel the starlight? Every minute on a square mile of this land one ten thousandth of an ounce of starlight spatters to earth. What percentage of an ounce did that make on my eyes and cheeks and arms, tapping and nudging as particles, pulsing and stroking as waves?

I will never leave you for I am intertwined in the fabric of you're being and my life blood's essence pulsates through your'e veins.

I will never want for more. You are my totality.

I will love you while there exist a sacred time to love.

I will gladly spend the rest of my days learning your secrets.

I will not exchange my time for money.

I wish you the magic of Christmas. Let it fill your hearts and minds with love, joy, peace, and happiness.

I wish you great fun with your sacred adventure.

I will not stop singing the Muses who set me dancing.

I wish you a joyful Christmas and a miraculous New Year.

I wish you a joyful time at Christmas and throughout the New Year.

I wish you a vivacious day of love, laughter, and joy. Have an awesome birthday!