The joy that isn't shared dies young.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.
Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Joy is the serious business of Heaven.
The sharing of joy, whether physical, emotional, psychic, or intellectual, forms a bridge between the sharers which can be the basis for understanding much of what is not shared between them, and lessens the threat of their difference.
Joys divided are increased.
Shared joy is increased, shared pain is lessened.
Happiness seems made to be shared.
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
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.
All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.