A Quote by Neil Diamond

Songs are so all-encompassing; they're the joys and sorrows and pacing of life. — © Neil Diamond
Songs are so all-encompassing; they're the joys and sorrows and pacing of life.
We pick our own sorrows out of the joys of other men, and from their sorrows likewise we derive our joys.
What is the sign of a friend? Is it that he tells you his secret sorrows? No, it is that he tells you his secret joys. Many people will confide their secret sorrows to you, but the final mark of intimacy is when they share their secret joys with you.
While other worldviews lead us to sit in the midst of life’s joys, foreseeing the coming sorrows, Christianity empowers its people to sit in the midst of this world’s sorrows, tasting the coming joy.
Go forth into the busy world and love it. Interest yourself in its life, mingle kindly with its joys and sorrows.
Life brings sorrows and joys alike. It is what a man does with them - not what they do to him - that is the true test of his mettle.
My Lord Jesus has fully recompensed my sadness with his joys, my losses with his own presence. I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with Christ's joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself.
The true poetry of life: the poetry of the commonplace, of the ordinary man, of the plain, toil-worn woman, with their loves and their joys, their sorrows and their griefs.
Now I am in my eighties, and I have known the joys and sorrows of a full life. Age, however, has its privileges. One is to reminisce, and another is to reminisce selectively.
A passionately lived life is not always comfortable. Going for it involves being open to all of life - the joys, the sorrows, the mundane as well and the magic, the splendid victories, the most abject defeats. You might even stop closing your eyes during the scary parts of the movie.
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Sorrows must die with the joys they outnumber.
I internalise things. My sorrows and joys are private.
Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
As the rose-tree is composed of the sweetest flowers and the sharpest thorns, as the heavens are sometimes overcast—alternately tempestuous and serene—so is the life of man intermingled with hopes and fears, with joys and sorrows, with pleasure and pain.
The joys of heaven will surely compensate for the sorrows of earth.
Sorrows when shared are less burdensome, though joys divided are increased.
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