Quotes by Field, Eugene

A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet. >>

Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear t >>

All human joys are swift of wing, For heaven doth so allot it; That wh >>

Quotations about Joy

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the jo >>

In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which >>

The primary joy of life is acceptance, approval, the sense of apprecia >>

All human joys are swift of wing, For heaven doth so allot it; That when you get an easy thing, You find you haven't got it.

Field, Eugene