How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Leonato, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 1, sc. 1, l. 27-9.
On Claudio's uncle, who weeps for joy that his nephew is safe.)
Pain is inevitable and more powerful than joy because it's the only key that twist man's destiny faster than joy
(Pain can make or brake man)
7.
Your joy is my joy! And your laughter heals my soul.
(Joy)
8.
There might you have beheld one joy crown another, so and in such manner that it seemed sorrow wept to take leave of them, for their joy waded in tears.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 3rd Gentleman, in The Winter's Tale, act 5, sc. 2, l. 43-6.
On the reconciliation of Leontes and Polixenes.)
When joy becomes a rare commodity, whisper the word into the sand. It will answer back as it did in the past. For that is when you saw joy, for you looked hard into the sand. And sprinkled joy all over with your feet,
(self.)
10.
Work as joy, inaccessible to the psychologists.
(Franz Kafka (1883-1924), Prague German Jewish author, novelist. The Eighth Notebook, 1918. The Blue Octavo Notebooks, ed. Max Brod, trans. by Ernst Kaiser and Eithne Wilkins. Exact Change, Cambridge, MA (1991). Dearest Father: Stories and Other Writings, trans. by Ernst Kaiser and Eithne Wilkins, New York, Schocken Books (1954).)
