I know that everybody is seeking bliss. And they're all looking for it mostly in the wrong ways, and as a result of that, they err, but there's no reason to hate them; they just don't know any better. Jesus himself on the cross said, "Forgive them, for they know not what they do. " And so people who hate you, that's their problem. It doesn't have to be your problem. I wish them well.
Ignorance might be bliss, but it's irresponsible and dangerous too.
One man's bane is another's bliss.
To me, sweat is workout bliss.
Bliss needs to be shared; it exists only in sharing.
It kind of makes me wish that the worst thing that will ever happen to me would just hurry up and happen already. That way I could live the rest of my life in bliss, if only because I know how much worse things could be.
It is the bliss of childhood that we are being warped most when we know it the least.
Ignorance is not bliss, but in my case, that was.
If the conquest of a great peak brings moments of exultation and bliss, which in the monotonous, materialistic existence of modern times nothing else can approach, it also presents great dangers. It is not the goal of ‘grand alpinisme’ to face peril, but it is one of the tests one must undergo to deserve the joy of rising for an instant above the state of crawling grubs.
There is pleasure And there is bliss. Forgo the first to possess the second. If you are happy At the expense of another man's happiness, You are forever bound.
He guides us into pastures green, He leads to bowers of bliss, Our Father lives, the God unseen, and Christ our Shepherd is.
Through practice comes Yoga, through Yoga comes knowledge, through knowledge love, and through love bliss.
Oh, Liberty! thou goddess heavenly bright! Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train.
Where ignorance is not bliss, get wise!
There's no greater bliss in life than when the plumber eventually comes to unblock your drains. No writer can give that sort of pleasure.
From the best bliss that earth imparts, we turn unfilled to Thee again.
It amazes me that organs that piss Can give human beings such perfect bliss.
. . . Bliss is not something to be got. On the other hand you are always Bliss. This desire [for Bliss] is born of the sense of incompleteness. To whom is this sense of incompleteness? Enquire. In deep sleep you were blissful. Now you are not so. What has interposed between that Bliss and this non-bliss? It is the ego. Seek its source and find you are Bliss.
Ignorance is bliss. I wish I still had some.
What is beautiful? Whatever is perceived joyfully is beautiful. Bliss is the essence of beauty.