The joy in life is to be used for a purpose. I want to be used up when I die.

He who binds to himself a joy doth the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in Eternity's sunrise.

For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good.

Oh the wild joys of living! The leaping from rock to rock ... the cool silver shock of the plunge in a pool's living waters.

May your joys be as deep as the ocean, your sorrows as light as its foam.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love

'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so this side the victory!

The end of life is life. Life is action, the use of one's powers. And to use them to their height is our joy of duty.

Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely explained by those symbols called words. Their meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart.

I sometimes wander whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.