“And there is ev'n a happiness
That makes the heart afraid!”
Thomas Hood (1799–1845) British writer
Ode to Melancholy http://www.gerald-massey.org.uk/eop_hood_poetical_works_2.htm#057, st. 6 (1827). <br class="br">1820s
Source: The Deserted Village (1770), Line 263.
“And there is ev'n a happiness
That makes the heart afraid!”
Thomas Hood (1799–1845) British writer
Ode to Melancholy http://www.gerald-massey.org.uk/eop_hood_poetical_works_2.htm#057, st. 6 (1827). <br class="br">1820s
“It is a comely fashion to be glad,—
Joy is the grace we say to God.”
Jean Ingelow (1820–1897) British writer
"Songs with Preludes: Dominion", p. 269.
A Story of Doom (1867)
Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936) English short-story writer, poet, and novelist
The Conundrum of the Workshops, Stanza 1 (1890).
Other works
Source: The Barrack-Room Ballads and Other Verses
Context: When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold,
Our father Adam sat under the Tree and scratched with a stick in the mould;
And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart,
Till the Devil whispered behind the leaves, “It's pretty, but is it Art?”
B.K.S. Iyengar (1918–2014) Indian yoga teacher and scholar
Source: BKS Iyengar – obituary http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/11045993/BKS-Iyengar-obituary.html, The Telegraph, 20 August 2014
“I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.”
Come, rest in this Bosom.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Stephen Schwartz (1948) American musical theatre lyricist and composer
Ever Ever After
Enchanted (2007)
Philip Selznick (1919–2010) American sociologist
Source: Leadership in Administration: A Sociological Interpretation, 1957, p. 152-3
“It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge.”
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) German-born physicist and founder of the theory of relativity
T. E. Lawrence book Seven Pillars of Wisdom
Source: Seven Pillars of Wisdom (1922), Ch. 20
Context: Feisal asked me if I would wear Arab clothes like his own while in the camp. I should find it better for my own part, since it was a comfortable dress in which to live Arab-fashion as we must do. Besides, the tribesmen would then understand how to take me. The only wearers of khaki in their experience had been Turkish officers, before whom they took up an instinctive defence. If I wore Meccan clothes, they would behave to me as though I were really one of the leaders; and I might slip in and out of Feisal's tent without making a sensation which he had to explain away each time to strangers. I agreed at once, very gladly; for army uniform was abominable when camel-riding or when sitting about on the ground; and the Arab things, which I had learned to manage before the war, were cleaner and more decent in the desert.