Quotes about joy
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John Adams photo

“My best wishes, in the joys, and festivities, and the solemn services of that day on which will be completed the fiftieth year from its birth, of the independence of the United States: a memorable epoch in the annals of the human race, destined in future history to form the brightest or the blackest page, according to the use or the abuse of those political institutions by which they shall, in time to come, be shaped by the human mind.”

John Adams (1735–1826) 2nd President of the United States

Reply to an invitation to 50th Independence Day celebrations from a committee of the citizens of Quincy, Massachusetts (7 June 1826); quoted in "Eulogy, Pronounced at Bridgewater, Massachusetts" http://books.google.com/books?vid=OCLC02570179&id=17ge0_OSAfIC&pg=RA1-PA160&lpg=RA1-PA160&dq=%22solemn+services+of+that+day+on+which+will+be+completed+%22&num=100 (2 August 1826) by John A. Shaw, in A Selection of Eulogies, Pronounced in the Several States, in Honor of Those Illustrious Patriots and Statesmen, John Adams and Thomas Jefferson (1826) http://www.gutenberg.org/files/18196/18196.txt
1820s

Sadhguru photo
Yukteswar Giri photo
Ernst, Baron von Feuchtersleben photo
Daniel Dennett photo

“Remember Marxism? It used to be a sour sort of fun to tease Marxists about the contradictions in some of their pet ideas. The revolution of the proletariat was inevitable, good Marxists believed, but if so, why were they so eager to enlist us in their cause? If it was going to happen anyway, it was going to happen with or without our help. But of course the inevitability that Marxists believe in is one that depends on the growth of the movement and all its political action. There were Marxists working very hard to bring about the revolution, and it was comforting to them to believe that their success was guaranteed in the long run. And some of them, the only ones that were really dangerous, believed so firmly in the rightness of their cause that they believed it was permissible to lie and deceive in order to further it. They even taught this to their children, from infancy. These are the "red-diaper babies," children of hardline members of the Communist Party of America, and some of them can still be found infecting the atmosphere of political action in left-wing circles, to the extreme frustration and annoyance of honest socialists and others on the left.Today we have a similar phenomenon brewing on the religious right: the inevitability of the End Days, or the Rapture, the coming Armageddon that will separate the blessed from the damned in the final day of Judgment. Cults and prophets proclaiming the imminent end of the world have been with us for several millennia, and it has been another sour sort of fun to ridicule them the morning after, when they discover that their calculations were a little off. But, just as with the Marxists, there are some among them who are working hard to "hasten the inevitable," not merely anticipating the End Days with joy in their hearts, but taking political action to bring about the conditions they think are the prerequisites for that occasion. And these people are not funny at all. They are dangerous, for the same reason that red-diaper babies are dangerous: they put their allegiance to their creed ahead of their commitment to democracy, to peace, to (earthly) justice — and to truth. If push comes to shove, some of the are prepared to lie and even to kill…”

Breaking the Spell (2006)

Menachem Begin photo

“We will defend our children. If the hand of any two-footed animal is raised against them, that hand will be cut off, and our children will grow up in joy in the homes of their parents.”

Menachem Begin (1913–1992) Israeli politician and Prime Minister

Knesset address (June 8, 1982) per 4 October 2004 article "Exposing False Zionist Quotes II" by Committee for Accuracy in Middle East Reporting in America http://www.camera.org/index.asp?x_context=7&x_issue=21&x_article=775

Octave Mirbeau photo
Herman Melville photo
Marcus Aurelius photo

“Know the joy of life by piling good deed on good deed until no rift or cranny appears between them.”

τί λοιπὸν ἢ ἀπολαύειν τοῦ ζῆν συνάπτοντα ἄλλο ἐπ ἄλλῳ ἀγαθόν, ὥστε μηδὲ τὸ βραχύτατον διάστημα ἀπολείπειν;
XII, 29
Meditations (c. 121–180 AD), Book XII

Arthur Schopenhauer photo
John Gay photo

“Fill ev'ry glass, for wine inspires us,
And fires us
With courage, love and joy.
Women and wine should life employ.
Is there ought else on earth desirous?”

John Gay (1685–1732) English poet and playwright

Matt, Act II, sc. i, air 19
The Beggar's Opera (1728)

Eino Leino photo

“Outbursts blossom in Lapland rapidly
. in earth, in barley, grass, dwarf birches too.
This I have pondered very frequently
when people’s daily lives there I review.

Oh why are all our beautiful ones dying
and why do great ones rot in disarray?
Oh why among us many minds are losing?
Oh why so few the kantele now play?

Oh why here everywhere a man soon crashes
like hay when scythed – ambitious man indeed,
a man of honour, sense – it all soon smashes,
or breaks apart one day in life of need?

Elsewhere, a fire still glints in greying tresses,
in old ones glows still spirit of the sun.
But here our new-born infants death possesses
and youth will grave’s dull earth soon press upon.

And what of me? Why ponder I so sadly?
An early sign, be sure, of grim old age.
Oh why the blood-spent rule keep I not gladly,
but sigh instead at people’s mortal wage?

One answer is there only: Lapland’s summer.
In thinking then my mind is soon distressed.
In Lapland birdsong, joy are short – a glimmer –
as flowers’ blooms and gladness wilt and rest.

But winter’s wrath is only long. Dear moment
when resting thoughts delay and don’t take flight,
in search of lands where blazing sun is potent
and take their leave of Lapland’s icy bite.

Oh, great white birds, you guests of summer Lapland,
with noble thoughts we’ll greet you, when you’re here!
Oh, tarry here among us, build your nests and
a while delay your southern journey near!

Oh, from the swan now learn a lesson wholesome!
They leave in autumn, come back in the spring.
It’s our own peaceful shore that us-wards pulls them,
Our sloping fell’s kind shelter will them bring.

Batter the air with whooping wings and leave us!
Wonders perform, enlighten other lands!
But when you see that winter’s gone relieve us –
I beg, beseech, re-clasp our weary hands!”

Eino Leino (1878–1926) Finnish poet and journalist
Conor Oberst photo
Sri Aurobindo photo

“When I was mounting upon ever higher crests of His joy, I asked myself whether there was no limit to the increase of bliss and almost I grew afraid of God's embraces.”

Sri Aurobindo (1872–1950) Indian nationalist, freedom fighter, philosopher, yogi, guru and poet

Thoughts and Aphorisms (1913), Bhakti

George William Russell photo
Nicholas Sparks photo

“I can no more give Jamie away than I can give away my heart. But what I can do is let another share in the joy that she has always given me.”

Nicholas Sparks (1965) American writer and novelist

Hegbert Sullivan, Chapter 13, p. 239
1990s, A Walk to Remember (1999)

Jerome David Salinger photo
Václav Havel photo

“Man is in fact nailed down — like Christ on the Cross — to a grid of paradoxes... he balances between the torment of not knowing his mission and the joy of carrying it out, between nothingness and meaningfulness. And like Christ, he is in fact victorious by virtue of his defeats.”

Václav Havel (1936–2011) playwright, essayist, poet, dissident and 1st President of the Czech Republic

As quoted in "Václav Havel: Heir to a Spiritual Legacy" by Richard L. Stanger in Christian Century (11 April 1990)

Rukmini Devi Arundale photo

“That she learned ballet not with the idea of becoming a full-fledged dancer. It was just to train my body and more for the sheer joy of learning something beautiful.”

Rukmini Devi Arundale (1904–1986) Indian Bharatnatyam dancer

[Meduri, Avanthi, Rukmini Devi Arundale, 1904-1986: A Visionary Architect of Indian Culture and the Performing Arts, http://books.google.com/books?id=uNYZ1vp-xFIC, 1 January 2005, Motilal Banarsidass Publishe, 978-81-208-2740, 8, 10]

Joyce Kilmer photo
Democritus photo
James Hamilton photo
Horatius Bonar photo

“Fade, fade, each earthly joy;
Jesus is mine!
Break every earthly tie;
Jesus is mine;
Dark is the wilderness;
Earth has no resting-place;
Jesus alone can bless;
Jesus is mine.”

Horatius Bonar (1808–1889) British minister and poet

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 399.

Edward de Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford photo

“My mind to me a kingdom is;
Such perfect joy therein I find
That it excels all other bliss
That world affords or grows by kind.
Though much I want which most men have,
Yet still my mind forbids to crave.”

Edward de Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford (1550–1604) English peer and courtier of the Elizabethan era

Attributed to Oxford by May, but also published as the work of Edward Dyer.
Poems, Attributed

Lama Ole Nydahl photo
William Cullen Bryant photo
Paul Cézanne photo
Roberto Mangabeira Unger photo
Julian of Norwich photo
Steven Erikson photo
Kapil Dev photo
Pope Benedict XVI photo
William Hazlitt photo

“The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.”

"On the Literary Character" (28 October 1813)
The Round Table (1815-1817)

“Joy is an outward sign of inward faith in the promises of God.”

Tommy Newberry American writer

The 4:8 Principle.
The 4:8 Principle (2007)

Tom Robbins photo
Thiruvalluvar photo
Anton Mauve photo

“I am busy working on a large painting with sheep; the last days I am working with real pleasure, the weather is.... not too hot and with nice skies. It's great here!!!! I shout with joy the whole day and more and more I desire to stay here until the end.”

Anton Mauve (1838–1888) Dutch painter (1838–1888)

translation from original Dutch, Fons Heijnsbroek, 2018
(version in original Dutch / origineel citaat van Anton Mauve, uit zijn brief:) Ik ben druk bezig aan een groot schilderij met schapen, in de laatste dagen ben ik met waar genoegen aan het werk, het weer is.. ..niet al te warm en mooie luchten. 't Is hier heerlijk!!!! Ik jubel steeds en verlang hoe langer hoe meer hier te blijven tot het einde.
In a letter of Mauve, from Laren 1885, to his student nl:Arina Hugenholtz, as quoted by Arina Hugenholtz in In Memoriam Anton Mauve; as cited in Van IJs naar Sneeuw - De ontwikkeling van het wintergezicht in de 19de eeuw, Arsine Nazarian, Juli 2008 Utrecht University; studentnummer: 0360953, p. 85
Mauve's mood was frequently moving between depression and cheerful moods, as many related people knew
1880's

Aldous Huxley photo
Giovanni Boccaccio photo

“And if his own joy knew no bounds, the girl was no less delighted on seeing him.”

Se egli fu lieto assai, la letizia della giovane non fu minore.
Fifth Day, Third Story
The Decameron (c. 1350)

“There are few joys to compare with the telling of a well-told tale.”

Yarrow : An Autumn Tale (1997), p. 43

Taylor Caldwell photo
Prem Rawat photo
George Chapman photo
Šantidéva photo
Cecil Taylor photo

“You practice so you can invent. Discipline? No. The joy of practicing leads you to the celebration of the creation.”

Cecil Taylor (1929–2018) American pianist and poet

Soure: Films on Demand, Films for the Humanities & Sciences, Films Media Group, & MVD Entertainment Group. (2011). Cecil Taylor All the Notes. New York, N.Y.: Films Media Group.

Richard Rohr photo
Gabrielle Roy photo
Sadhguru photo
Jerome K. Jerome photo

“When people thank and tell you how much you've helped them, what they say has nothing to do with you. This is just their way of expressing joy in their own experience. Remember this, too, when people complain or criticize.”

Ken McLeod (1948) Canadian lama

Wash Your Own Dishes http://musingsbyken.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-teaching.html. Musings Blog http://musingsbyken.blogspot.com. (2007-09-30). (Topic: Life)

Letitia Elizabeth Landon photo

“Now
I have no hope that does not dream for thee;
I have no joy that is not shared by thee;
I have no fear that does not dread for thee.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist

The Ancestress (Spoken by Bertha, of Jaromir)
The Venetian Bracelet (1829)

Tim Keller (pastor) photo

“What does it mean, then, to become part of God’s work in the world? What does it mean to live a Christian life? One way to answer that question is to look back into the life of the Trinity and the original creation. God made us to ever increasingly share in his own joy and delight in the same way he has joy and delight within himself. We share his joy first as we give him glory (worshipping and serving him rather than ourselves); second, as we honor and serve the dignity of other human beings made in the image of God’s glory; and third, as we cherish his derivative glory in the world of nature, which also reflects it. We glorify and enjoy him only as we worship him, serve the human community, and care for the created environment.
Another way to look at the Christian life, however, is to see it from the perspective of the final restoration. The world and our hearts are broken. Jesus’s life, death, and resurrection was an infinitely costly rescue operation to restore justice to the oppressed and marginalized, physical wholeness to the diseased and dying, community to the isolated and lonely, and spiritual joy and connection to those alienated from God. To be a Christian today is to become part of that same operation, with the expectation of suffering and hardship and the joyful assurance of eventual success.”

The Reason for God: Belief in an Age of Skepticism (2008), Ch. 14: The Dance of God

William Wordsworth photo

“A famous man is Robin Hood,
The English ballad-singer's joy.”

William Wordsworth (1770–1850) English Romantic poet

Rob Roy's Grave, st. 1.
Memorials of a Tour in Scotland (1803)

Samuel Rutherford photo

“ye and I might meet with joy up in the rainbow”

Samuel Rutherford (1600–1661) Scottish Reformed theologian

Letter 180 to John Gordon, Laird of Cardoness Castle
Letters of Samuel Rutherford (Andrew Bonar)

John Kendrick Bangs photo
Adam Roberts photo
Marie of Edinburgh, Queen of Romania photo

“I have always had the joy of life, uncrushably, a sort of inner sunshine that cannot be put out.”

Marie of Edinburgh, Queen of Romania (1875–1938) last Queen consort of Romania as the wife of King Ferdinand I

'Queen's Counsel, The Joy of Life', The Birmingham News 1926.

Báb photo
Julian of Norwich photo
William Morley Punshon photo
E.M. Forster photo
Walter Wick photo
Anne Bancroft photo

“I don't quite jump for joy, but I am awfully glad to see him.”

Anne Bancroft (1931–2005) American actress

On her husband Mel Brooks Associated Press interview (1997).

Henry Benjamin Whipple photo

“Man, being essentially active, must find in activity his joy, as well as his beauty and glory; and labor, like every thing else that is good, is its own reward.”

Henry Benjamin Whipple (1822–1901) Bishop of Minnesota

Reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 3.

Bram Stoker photo
Dietrich Bonhoeffer photo

“Distant or near,
in joy or in sorrow,
each in the other
sees his true helper
to brotherly freedom.”

Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1906–1945) German Lutheran pastor, theologian, dissident anti-Nazi

Letters and Papers from Prison (1967; 1997), The Friend

Nathaniel Cotton photo

“Thus hand in hand through life we'll go;
Its checker'd paths of joy and woe
With cautious steps we'll tread”

Nathaniel Cotton (1707–1788) British writer

The Fireside, Stanza 31, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

Jennifer Beals photo
Edward Bouverie Pusey photo
Robert Seymour Bridges photo
Elizabeth Kucinich photo
Gyles Brandreth photo

“If you'd spent your life being called "Gyles Brandreth", you would crawl across broken glass to achieve the bliss, the simplicity, the purity, the joy of simply being called "Bob."”

Gyles Brandreth (1948) British writer, broadcaster and former Member of Parliament

Genius series 3, episode 4 (BBC Radio 4, [2007-10-22).

Percy Bysshe Shelley photo
Benjamin N. Cardozo photo
Alexander Blok photo
Emanuel Swedenborg photo

“All in heaven take joy in sharing their delights and blessings with others.”

Emanuel Swedenborg (1688–1772) Swedish 18th century scientist and theologian

Heaven and Hell #399

Elizabeth Barrett Browning photo
Odilo Globocnik photo
Robert Graves photo

“There’s a cool web of language winds us in,
Retreat from too much joy or too much fear:
We grow sea-green at last and coldly die
In brininess and volubility.”

Robert Graves (1895–1985) English poet and novelist

"The Cool Web," lines 9–12, from Poems 1914-1926 (1927).
Poems

Robert G. Ingersoll photo
Irene Dunne photo
Julian of Norwich photo
Auguste Rodin photo
George William Russell photo
Robert Ley photo
Louis-ferdinand Céline photo

“And the music came back with the carnival, the music you've heard as far back as you can remember, ever since you were little, that's always playing somewhere, in some corner of the city, in little country towns, wherever poor people go and sit at the end of the week to figure out what's become of them, sometimes here, sometimes there, from season to season, it tinkles and grinds out the tunes that rich people danced to the year before. It's the mechanical music that floats down from the wooden horses, from the cars that aren't cars anymore, from the railways that aren't at all scenic, from the platform under the wrestler who hasn't any muscles and doesn't come from Marseille, from the beardless lady, the magician who's a butter-fingered jerk, the organ that's not made of gold, the shooting gallery with the empty eggs. It's the carnival made to delude the weekend crowd. We go in and drink the beer with no head on it. But under the cardboard trees the stink of the waiter's breath is real. And the change he gives you has several peculiar coins in it, so peculiar that you go on examining them for weeks and weeks and finally, with considerable difficulty, palm them off on some beggar. What do you expect at the carnival? Gotta have what fun you can between hunger and jail, and take things as they come. No sense complaining, we're sitting down aren't we? Which ain't to be sneezed at. I saw the same old Gallery of the Nations, the one Lola caught sight of years and years ago on that avenue in the park of Saint-Cloud. You always see things again at carnivals, they revive the joy of past carnivals. Over the years the crowds must have come back time and again to stroll on the main avenue of the park of Saint-Cloud…taking it easy. The war had been over long ago. And say I wonder if that shooting gallery still belonged to the same owner? Had he come back alive from the war? I take an interest in everything. Those are the same targets, but in addition, they're shooting at airplanes now. Novelty. Progress. Fashion. The wedding was still there, the soldier too, and the town hall with its flag. Plus a few more things to shoot at than before.”

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Journey to the End of the Night (1932)

Carl Friedrich Gauss photo
Kurien Kunnumpuram photo
Sri Aurobindo photo