Anne Morrow Lindbergh Quotes About Joy

Quotes about: Joy

• For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Happiness, Spring, Flower

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh (1974). “Locked rooms and open doors”, Not Avail

• One writes not to be read but to breathe...one writes to think, to pray, to analyze. One writes to clear one's mind, to dissipate one's fears, to face one's doubts, to look at one's mistakes--in order to retrieve them. One writes to capture and crystallize one's joy, but also to disperse one's gloom. Like prayer--you go to it in sorrow more than joy, for help, a road back to 'grace'.

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Prayer, Mistake, Writing

• Forsythia is pure joy. There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in forsythia. Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Spring, Flower, Knowledge

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh (1972). “Bring me a unicorn: diaries and letters of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1922-1928”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt P

• The plane seems exultant now, even arrogant. We did it, we did it! We're up, above you. We were dependant on you just now, prisoners fawning on you for favors, for wind and light. But now, we are free. We are up! We are off! Like someone singing ecstatically, climbing, soaring- a sustained note of power and joy.

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Light, Climbing, Wind

• Splutter, splutter. Yes - we're off - we're rising. But why start off with an engine like that? But it smooths out now, like a long sigh, like a person breathing easily, freely. Like someone singing ecstatically, climbing, soaring - sustained note of power and joy. We turn from the lights of the city; we pivot on a dark wing; we roar over the earth. The plane seems exultant now, even arrogant. We did it, we did it!

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Dark, Light, Climbing

• When we start at the center of ourselves, we discover something worthwhile extending toward the periphery of the circle. We find again some of the joy in the now, some of the peace in the here, some of the love in me and thee which go to make up the kingdom of heaven on earth.

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Circles, Joy, Heaven

  ANNE MORROW LINDBERGH (1967). “SELECTIONS FROM GIFT FROM THE SEA”

• I sometimes think that perhaps our minds are too weak to grasp joy or sorrow except in small things...In the big things joy and sorrow are just alike - overwhelming. At least, we only get them bit by bit, in tiny flashes - in waves - that our minds can't stand for very long. p 199

  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

  Thinking, Long, Joy

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