“Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
On porte encore moins facilement la joie excessive que la peine la plus lourde.
Part II, ch. L
Letters of Two Brides (1841-1842)
“Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
“Joy is deeper than sorrow, for all joy seeks eternity.”
Julie Taymor (1952) American film and theatre director
Academy of Achievement interview (2006)
Context: In our culture, we think that happy and color is trivial, that black and darkness is deeper. But Nietzsche said — which is a line that I firmly believe — "Joy is deeper than sorrow, for all joy seeks eternity." And if you see Grendel, you'll see, as he's on the edge of the abyss, ready to leap to his death, he sings, "Is it joy I feel? Is it joy I feel?" And it's so, so moving. You can have a lot of different explanations for the ending of that opera, but there is something so palpable that you will feel when he sings those lines.
“…the joy of winning the World Cup cannot be compared with any amount of money”
Kapil Dev (1959) Indian cricketer
Kapil Dev: 30 years on, I can still recall India World Cup victory
“Nothing is harder for Satan to bear than a person who recites the Qur’an by looking at the pages”
Muhammad (570–632) Arabian religious leader and the founder of Islam
of the Qur’an
Thawabul A’mal, Page 231
Shi'ite Hadith
“There is no sorrow like a love denied
Nor any joy like love that has its will.”
Richard Hovey (1864–1900) American writer
Act i. Sc. 3.
The Marriage of Guenevere (1891)
“The mother of excess is not joy but joylessness.”
Friedrich Nietzsche book Human, All Too Human
http://books.google.com/books?id=Nl-vaAdJD3MC&q=%22The+mother+of+excess+is+not+joy+but+joylessness%22&pg=PA230#v=onepage
Die mutter der Ausschweifung ist nicht die Freude, sondern die Freudlosigkeit.
http://books.google.com/books?id=bzUAAAAAMAAJ&q=%22Die+mutter+der+Ausschweifung+ist+nicht+die+Freude+sondern+die+Freudlosigkeit%22&pg=RA1-PA48#v=onepage
II.77
Human, All Too Human (1878)
Nahum Tate (1652–1715) Anglo-Irish poet and playwright
Dido and Aeneas (opera; music by Henry Purcell)
“And her joy was nearly like sorrow.”
John Steinbeck book The Grapes of Wrath
Source: The Grapes of Wrath