William Shakespeare Joy Quotations

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

Be merry; you have cause, so have we all, of joy; for our escape is much beyond our loss . . . . then wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.

Silence is the perfect herald of joy.

Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.

The violence of either grief or joy, their own enactures with themselves destroy.

I that please some, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error.

Some glory in their birth , some in their skill , Some in their wealth , some in their bodies' force , Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill; Some in their hawks and hounds , some in their horse ; And every humor hath his adjunct pleasure , Wherein it finds a joy above the rest .

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?

Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

Each present joy or sorrow seems the chief.

How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping?

What is light, if Sylvia be not seen? What is joy if Sylvia be not by?

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

These sudden joys have sudden endings. They burn up in victory like fire and gunpowder.

Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.— Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love Accompany your hearts!

I wish you all the joy you can wish.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for you and dote upon the exchange.

Tis safter to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.

What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.

My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world!

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess!

For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

There's nothing in this world can make me joy.

Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when she has done most, Yet will I add an honour-a great patience.

My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.

But here's the joy: my friend and I are one, Sweet flattery!

Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund

Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.

Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.

Make the upcoming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.

I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table." Macbeth

I drink to the general joy of the whole table. - from Macbeth

I drink to the general joy of the whole table