They say that when a man is going to drown, when he finally gives up the struggle - it's sort of blissful, for a moment. And then he drowns.
Such bliss is not meant to last. In my husband's house, my children were my real gifts.
For the bliss of the deep abode is not lightly abandoned in favor of the self-scattering of the wakened state,
I'm not saying that there's anything better than mated bliss at its best, but I'm saying that living alone is as good in its own way. But we haven't quite given ourselves permission to recognize that.
Offspring, the due performance on religious rites, faithful service, highest conjugal happiness and heavenly bliss for the ancestors and oneself, depend on one's wife alone.
Whoever said ignorance is bliss must have died a horrible death with a really surprised look on his face.
When you are aligned with the truth of who you truly are, then you experience bliss.
Infinite possibilities exist by keeping focus on what you really want to create your bliss.
That’s what love is like: mother of the greatest bliss and stepmother of the most tragic misery.
What for me is bliss and life and ecstasy and exaltation, the world in general seeks at most in imagination; in life it finds it absurd.
Poets are simply those who have made a profession ans a lifestyle of being in touch with their bliss.
Being around her now was nine parts bliss and one part torment. And he wanted it to last as long as possible.
Finding your bliss in true equality and great quality can only benefit others
Bliss and suffering, it seems, always go hand in hand.
The life I've lived What more can one ask for Apart from a grand exit Slit of the wrist Total bliss
An intellectual challenge presents itself? I am in bliss. Instantly, it brings forth the notion of triumph.
I put down my phone... Hugged her from behind… Kissed the back of her neck... Our fingers entwined… Bliss…
Do you think that you shall enter the Garden of Bliss without such trials as came to those who passed before you?
Spontaneous insanity is the real bliss! It's sad that we are honored for playing sane, serious, safe, miserable and controlling in this poor world.
The perfect state of creative bliss is having power (you are 50) and knowing nothing (you are 9). This assures an interesting and successful outcome.
I just hope I don't become so blissful I become boring. I think I'll always be neurotic enough to do something weird.