our joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater thar sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. 

i think it says how joy and sorrow make our life

they are always inseparable explains the whole poem

it says that wen u r happy the happines came from wat u didnt wanted(if u didnt want to go out for a walk and r forced sorrow is filled and if u r allowed not to go joy come)

it also says that the thing which made u happy is the reason for ur sorrow (u r frnd make u happy if u fight wit her it make u sad.........)so some times the things that giv lots of happpienes carves ur sorrow


hope  i didnt confuse u

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