Quotes About Mirth

She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.

Mirth, and even cheerfulness, when employed as remedies in low spirits, are like hot water to a frozen limb.

Laughter is the sensation of feeling good all over and showing it principally in one place.

Laugh a lot. It clears the lungs.

I'm a class clown.

I like comedies in general.

I have always loved comedies.

I've been in 30 car crashes, none of 'em my fault, I swear on a stack of midgets... OK, they were probably all my fault.

Maybe that's why he laughs so much, because he isn't able to keep all the pieces out..

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine

See, your guests approach. Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, And let's be red with mirth.

I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,When you are waspish.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;Present mirth hath present laughter.What's to come is still unsure:In delay there lies no plenty;Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,Youth's a stuff will not endure.

A merrier man,Within the limit of becoming mirth,I never spent an hour's talk withal.

All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth; The grass is bright with rain-drops;—on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.

Laughter abounds in the mouths of fools.

Sometimes we call it 'Extra Chunky,' too." "Why's that?" she finally asked. "Because," DeForrest said, barely able to contain his mirth, "when you run over a hippy with this thing, extra chunky is about all that's left.

As long as I have laughter, I am not without hope

Thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth So

irresistible Geiger grin broke out.

When you enter a room, all eyes turn to you. You blaze like a torch, lighting the darkest corners, brightening even those who thought they were already well lit. You bring joy and mirth and leave behind a glow that gives hope to those you left. And you, Mr. Makepeace? Are you one of those who thought themselves well lit? I am as dark as a pit. Now he was glad her back was turned. Even your torch will have difficulty lighting my depths.

It is better to laugh than cry.

I have the curse of thinking funny!

Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail.