“That we are mostly quarks and water, but still feel joy is a bona fide miracle. Blood hymns in sunshine. Joy plunges its little dagger of shivers over and over, into our hearts. Joy is the surprise, after the surprise, after apocalyptic narratives. I’m for joy getting its own Nobel Prize.”

“That we are mostly quarks and water, but still feel joy is a bona fide miracle. Blood hymns in sunshine. Joy plunges its little dagger of shivers over and over, into our hearts. Joy is the surprise, after the surprise, after apocalyptic narratives. I’m for joy getting its own Nobel Prize.”

— Chris Banks