“The joy of 'Crash' was that it was all about the work. It was my first real part. Before that, it was a line here and there, maybe a scene. 'Crash' was five scenes, a beautiful arc, a little vignette of my own. It really meant something.” FirstsLittlesRealBeautifulJoyLinesMy OwnFiveSceneWorking ItCrashHere And ThereReally MeanArcsVignettes Author:Michael Pena
“You know, I was such a big Beatles fan, and when I'd buy a new album I'd invariably hate it the first time I heard it 'cause it was a mixture of absolute joy and absolute frustration. I couldn't grasp what they'd done, and I'd hate myself for that.” KnowsFirstsDoneBigsJoyHateCausesHeardFansFirst TimeAbsolutesAlbumsFrustrationMixturesHate Myself Author:Andy Partridge
“Getting that first draft out is a horribly hard grind, but that (perversely) is where the joy of it lies.” WritingFirstsHardJoyLyingGrind Author:Jonathan Stroud
“LOVE LETTERS TO YOURSELF This is taken from a love letter (a gentle reminder) I wrote to myself recently. Live in your joy today. Be authentic. Love yourself. First. Love others from your own abundance. Life Changes. Circumstances change. Sometimes you try to fit your old way of being into new circumstances rather than becoming new yourself. Embrace transformation as an opportunity. And keep on writing love letters to yourself.” WayWritingTryingFirstsSometimesTodayJoyOpportunityTakenLove YouBecomingFitCircumstancesLettersTransformationEmbraceGentleLife ChangingAbundanceLove YourselfFirst LoveRemindersBeing In LoveLove LetterOld WaysLove Of My LifeLove Yourself FirstChange Is GoodWriting LoveBecoming New Author:Mary Anne Radmacher
“The silver Swan, who, living, had no Note, when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat. Leaning her breast upon the reedy shore, thus sang her first and last, and sang no more: 'Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes! More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise.'” FirstsEyeLastsJoyWiseMinesFoolNotesSilentBreastsSilverShoreThroatFarewellGeeseSwansFirsts And Lasts Author:Orlando Gibbons
“Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.” GivingFeelsFirstsHeartI CanSoulSelfRomanceJoyPassionEnergyGivenEnjoySecretAudienceMy HeartFindingsSingingGive MeMy SoulFirst LoveMy PassionInner SelfGreat Joy Author:Kailash Kher
“There are going to be tears in Heaven, because God is going to have to wipe them away. No doubt many of us will cry when we first arrive there and realize just how much our many mistakes have cost and lost. But God will wipe away all these tears, and comfort and encourage us and inspire us for the future, so we can forget the past. There will be tears, but thank God He will wipe them away with His joy. Then there will be no more tears and no more years, only a happy eternity!” YearsFirstsPastJoyLostHeavenRealizingForgetMistakeDoubtCryTearsInspireComfortCostEternityGods WillNo DoubtHeavenlyThank GodWipeForget The Past Author:David Berg
“Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us?” MenFirstsStatesJoyDutySorrowReflectionMercy Author:William Shakespeare
“We believe that whatever feels at first like joy is not. Or is, but will not last. Or should not last. We feel so sure of this that we will undermine our own inklings of joy, blunting the pain we think awaits.” ThinkingFeelsShouldFirstsBelievePainLastsJoy Book:Unworthy: How to Stop Hating Yourself Source: Unworthy: How to Stop Hating Yourself
“March is the month of expectation, The things we do not know, The Persons of Prognostication Are coming now. We try to sham becoming firmness, But pompous joy Betrays us, as his first betrothal Betrays a boy.” KnowsTryingFirstsPersonsJoyBoysMonthsBecomingSpringExpectationsMarchBetraySpringtimePompousFirmnessPrognostication Book:The Single Hound: Poems of a Lifetime Source: The Single Hound: Poems of a Lifetime
“What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?” FirstsDoeHappinessJoyBreakIllusionBreathsStormMortalsAltarsJoy And HappinessIcyShatteringDispelling Author:Alphonse de Lamartine