“It was another perfect autumn day… The sky was translucent, with faint trails of white cloud dissolving like mist in the clear blue… Nothing was needed to enhance his mood of utter contentment. He felt along his veins a tingling happiness, almost frightening in its physicality, that soul-possessing joy which is so seldom felt once youth has passed.” JoyAutumn Book:A Certain Justice Source: A Certain Justice
“We are violently propelled into the world with blood and pain and few of us will die with the dignity for which we hope and for which some pray. Whether we choose to think of life as an impending happiness broken only by inevitable grief and disappointments, or as the proverbial vale of tears with brief interludes of joy, the pain will come, except to those few whose deadened sensibilities made them apparently impervious to either joy or sorrow.” LifePainHappinessJoyGriefFeel Book:The Private Patient Source: The Private Patient