Love with a promise and be wild with joy.

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Love with a promise and be wild with joy.
All the great words - love, joy, happiness, were just a cocktail of experience in life.
There is a secret joy to be dancing in the sunset and moonlight serenades.
When we find ourselves wanting nothing, when one is so full joy emanates from inside and I feel now as if I want to live each day in the absolute fact the sun is shining.
Nature did remove my grief, and tranquilized my mind. The woods and clouds bade me peace. I resolve to remember the effect, the sublime ecstasy to the soul, the light and joy of nature.
That Machiavellian casualness, that tragic joy it would be my security and my misery.
Life is loneliness with no purpose, pour your soul into joy, fulfillment and companionship.
I kissed him, suddenly a momentous joy hit me.