I’m happier than a pig eating bacon!
Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.
Only joy comes from song.
We have God's joy in our blood.
When the car's going well, I purr like a kitten.
When I first held my daughter, right after she was born, I felt like it was the moment I'd been waiting my whole life for, and it just felt even more miraculous than I ever could have imagined.
Color is joy. One does not think joy. One is carried by it.
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore.
The greater the measure of our love, the greater is our joy.
Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.
Everything is better when you're floating. Every task you do is fun. You get up in the morning, get coffee, look around, and think, 'Wow, I'm floating!'
It may be a cliche, but it's true - the build-up to Christmas is so much more pleasurable than the actual day itself.
I know it's a cliche, but the sun makes me happy. When you can feel the sunshine on you, you feel better, happier, and naturally, every human being needs the sun.
I was like, wait a minute. When I hear my sisters' names, I want to have a joyful feeling in my heart about it.
Joyful is the accumulation of good work.
Meeting Franklin Delano Roosevelt for the first time was like having your first bottle of Champaign.
Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind.
Meeting Franklin Roosevelt was like opening your first bottle of champagne; knowing him was like drinking it.
...looking at him makes her feel like laughing all over - as if she could laugh not just with her mouth but with her eyes, her heart, her very limbs.
Running opened up something beautiful in my life. I try to send the energy all over my body. I love the feeling of it.
Stevie Wonder makes my heart happy and is my spirit animal. That is all.
No one person or material thing could ever come close to the feeling I get when the music is right.
Poetry is what makes my toenails twinkle.
Happiness is a very pretty thing to feel, but very dry to talk about.
O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!
