Ah, the pleasure, the joy - a big news story that runs and runs, that is played down by some of our journalistic colleagues, saying 'it'll never happen', only to be confirmed by the Home Secretary.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Reporters thrive on the world's misfortune. For this reason they often take an indecent pleasure in events that dismay the rest of humanity.
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
The joy of life is in the work.
If the next thing I do is not necessarily filling the role of 'the future of journalism,' it'll probably be whatever is making me happiest, and that's enough for me.
The joys we expect are not so bright, nor the troubles so dark as we fancy they will be.
If you are paying attention, then the day is going to be pretty joyful, and a lot of delight will fill it.
An obsessive attention to the news, I've realized, only serves to paint a picture of the world as a throbbing blob of dysfunction, most news falling somewhere on a scale from disappointing to calamitous.
Things are rarely as exciting or dramatic as we make them out to be in the press.
The only joy in the world is to begin.
There is no joy so great as that of reporting that a good play has come to town.