Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Joy comes from places you least expect it. It's usually the simple things, like watching my son play basketball or going through Central Park when the blossoms are blooming.
Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.
Joy is not in things; it is in us.
Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night; Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
Joy is the simplest form of gratitude.
We have chased away the clouds, the sky is all 'rose.'
Perfect happiness is a beautiful sunset, the giggle of a grandchild, the first snowfall. It's the little things that make happy moments, not the grand events. Joy comes in sips, not gulps.
I've been through some dark times but I've experienced joy too. Now that joy can't be suppressed.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.