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Edith Wharton

"She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves."

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"She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves."

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"The source of one's joy is also often the source of one's sorrow."

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"Every beautiful street is a port of happiness!"

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"We need not be afraid of expecting the unexpected, but let us wheedle each instant we enjoy and endear each happy moment we encounter; let us watch each step we take and each move we make, ever since happiness is a loving and appealing fairy, but utterly frail and vulnerable. ['Happy days are back again']"

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"A rainbow in the sky or a bird that can fly often create Joy that money can't buy!"

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"Joy cannot be confused with the mere absence sorrow, misinterpreted as experiencing minimal despair, or misunderstood as living without crippling trepidation. Bliss necessarily encompasses uncompromising acceptance of life's defining permutations. Emotional harmony necessitates beholding the pleasant and unpleasant exigencies of life while expressing unstinting appreciation for the ordinary and the extraordinary events in our lives. Joyfulness transcends the variations in physical and emotional demands exerted upon us. Elation for life allows us to rise above environmental determinates and associated stresses that might otherwise vex our souls including death and other sorrowful events."

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"Our most intense joy comes not from personal feats, but from helping other persons achieve their goals. We become suppler human beings when we find true joy in witnessing other people's successes and unabashedly share in their joyful accomplishments."

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"It was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials."

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"Man craves joy far more than anything else in life, but there is nothing as madly intoxicating as the feeling of joy that comes from the soul."

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"If on any given day you don't cry from rejoicing in the beauty of the world, then you have not lived that day."

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"Misfortune had made Lily supple instead of hardening her, and a pliable substance is less easy to break than a stiff one."
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"The noble buoyancy of her attitude, its suggestion of soaring grace, revealed the touch of poetry in her beauty that Selden always felt in her presence, yet lost the sense of when he was not with her. Its expression was now so vivid that for the first time he seemed to see before him the real Lily Bart, divested of all the trivialities of her little world, and catching for a moment a note of that eternal harmony of whichher beauty was a part."
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"Ah, no, he did not want May to have that kind of innocence, the innocence that seals the mind against imagination and the heart against experience..."
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"The American landscape has no foreground and the American mind no background."
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"So close to the powers of evil she must have lived that she still breathed more freely in their air."
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"High PastureCome up--come up: in the dim vale belowThe autumn mist muffles the fading trees,But on this keen hill-pasture, though the breezeHas stretched the thwart boughs bare to meet the snow,Night is not, autumn is not--but the flowOf vast, ethereal and irradiate seas,Poured from the far world's flaming boundariesIn waxing tides of unimagined glow.And to that height illumined of the mindhe calls us still by the familiar way,Leaving the sodden tracks of life behind,Befogged in failure, chilled with love's decay--Showing us, as the night-mists upward wind,How on the heights is day and still more day."
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