There is no beautifier of complexion, or form, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us.
Joy is the simplest form of gratitude.
There is no joy in possession without sharing.
Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow.
The only joy in the world is to begin.
Joy is not in things; it is in us.
Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
Happiness lies in the joy of achievement and the thrill of creative effort.
We cannot cure the world of sorrows, but we can choose to live in joy.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keep out the joy.
Joy is prayer; joy is strength: joy is love; joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
There is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
The most profound joy has more of gravity than of gaiety in it.
Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.