Your joys and sorrows. You can never tell them. You cheapen the inside of yourself if you do tell them. Greta Garbo
Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny. They learn what to do and what to avoid. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Learning Destiny
There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them. Greta Garbo
Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience treacherous, judgment difficult. Hippocrates Art
Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment. Tony Robbins Joy Power Learning
Annette, with great patience and good spirit, tolerated my many long absences when experiments were carried out at distant laboratories. James Cronin
A mother's life, you see, is one long succession of dramas, now soft and tender, now terrible. Not an hour but has its joys and fears. Honore de Balzac
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. Kahlil Gibran
Never misunderstand seriousness for sincerity. Sincerity is very playful, never serious. It is true, authentic, but never serious. Sincerity does not have a long face, it is bubbling with joy, radiating with an inner joyousness. Osho Inspirational Joy Seriousness Sincerity
What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another personlives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do and crosswise to our purposes?For love to bridge these opposites through joy it must not eliminate or deny them. Friedrich Nietzsche
With photography a new language has been created. Now for the first time it is possible to express reality by reality. We can look at an impression as long as we wish, we can delve into it and, so to speak, renew past experiences at will. Ernst Haas Reality
It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs of the neighboring houses. It too seemed full of joy, as if it had special plans, and had put on its finest clothes for the occasion. Hermann Hesse
