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Rejoice in the things that are present; all else is beyond thee. ↗

— Michel de Montaigne

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In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican. ↗

— H. L. Mencken

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I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

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If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. ↗

— Eleonora Duse

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As the true object of education is not to render the pupil the mere copy of his preceptor, it is rather to be rejoiced in, than lamented, that various reading should lead him into new trains of thinking. ↗

— William Godwin

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There is a sort of gratification in doing good which makes us rejoice in ourselves. ↗

— Michel de Montaigne

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I am heartily rejoiced that my term is so near its close. I will soon cease to be a servant and will become a sovereign. ↗

— James K. Polk

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It is supposed by some that religion makes people solemn, takes the sunshine out of their life, the joy out of their heart, the song out of their mouth. But the reverse of this is the truth. No other one in the world has such secrets of joy as has the Christian. Christ teaches his followers to rejoice. He bids them rejoice even in sorrow and trial. ↗

— J.R. Miller

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Those who have always had faith in its final success can do no less than rejoice as if it was our own triumph after five years of daily struggle to impose Cuban music on the European continent. ↗

— Alejo Carpentier

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I only know what it is that's wrong with him; not why it is." And what is it?" asked Lucy fearfully, expecting some harrowing tale. The old trouble; things won't fit." What things?" The things of the universe. It's quite true. They don't." Oh Mr. Emerson, whatever do you mean?" In his ordinary voice, so that she scarcely realized he was quoting poetry, he said: "'From far, from eve and morning, And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here am I." George and I both know this, but why does it distress him? We know that we come from the winds, and that we shall return to them; that all of life is perhaps a knot, a tangle, a blemish in the eternal smoothness. But why should this make us unhappy? Let us rather love one another, and work and rejoice. I don't believe in this world of sorrow. ↗

— E.M. Forster

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