Joy

Somehow joy was in every ingredients in our making.

When the world was an ooze, without any shape or direction,

there must have been this force of joy that prevailed everywhere

and that was reaching out to express.

And somehow the word joy became the most unmeasurable word.

It was the essence of creativity, the force of creativity.

I realize that if I were a painter about to paint a great catastrophe,

I could not put the first stroke on canvas without thinking of joy in doing it.

You cannot make a building unless you are joyously engaged.

by Louis Kahn