Quotes About Laughter

Io ridevo, ridevo e mi battevo sulle ginocchia, ridevo come un invasato. E non un suono mi usciva dalla gola, la mia risata era tisica e silenziosa, mi sgorgava dal cuore come un pianto.

folk drak brus med sprit i og åt smørogbrød med røkelaks og svinerul og bringebærsyltetøi på, og de hadde jo hørt så megt om disse lækkerier at de lo så tårerne trillet mens de åt dem.

Light dresses, blue eyes, the tinkling of glasses, the sea, the white sails. We sang snatches of song. And our cheeks became rosy.

dilsiz ve bitkindi benim kahkaham aÄŸlamak özlemi ta??yordu

By now both mother and daughter were in a good humor and able to joke, mother sat up in bed and chuckled from time to time; they were temperamentally akin and shared the blessed ability to suppress dark memories.

When a group of young females had asked her what one should name her horse, she'd answered, I like the sound of Fellatio. When Rydstrom had confronted Sabine about it, she'd said, Do you know how priceless it was to hear that demoness sigh, 'I love my Fellatio'? Even gold can't buy moments like that!

You do not mind my humor?" "Not at all. I've not laughed like this …" His brows drew together. "I think I've never laughed like this." "Usually I exasperate people. And I jest at inappropriate times. Such as during executions. Freya says 'tis my gift and my bane to frustrate others." "I like your manner, Reginleit. Life is long without humor.

Regin slapped her knees. "Oh, my gods, look at him running like his life depended on catching us." She slid open the door. "Is this straight outta Platoon, or what? Willem!" she cried, holding out one hand. "Run, Willem!" Then she choked on her laughter.

Puck laughed, and it wasn't like that weird high-pitched giggle she'd heard out of children before, the one that begged the question: why would one possibly tickle a child just to elicit that noise?

He shot to his feet, faced off against her. No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie. Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her head. She ducked and laughed. That accent you work so hard to hide is coming out! Are ye feckin' Oirish this time? Eh, boyo? She leapt atop his desk, punting the side of his head. Those swords are mine ! Touch them, and I'll use 'em to slice off your nutsack! For a coin purse!

She laughed, and drank more beer. "Take a long trace off a short bridge, vampire.

When a deer bounded across the path, I cried, Oh, look! Admit it, you paid to have that deer run in front of us. Come clean. Sounding furious, he said, I cued the deer ten minutes ago. What kind of outfit are they running? I burst out laughing, sinking back against him.

Or she could command him to repeatedly stab himself in the dick. Then she'd run away as fast as she could manage—seeing as she would be laughing really hard.

So three Bagmen and a slaver go into a bar . . ." Finn began as the wails grew closer. Selena whipped her head around, hissing, "Are you serious, Magician? They're almost here." "What?" Finn whispered. "Just because we're about to be swarmed by bloodthirsty zombies doesn't mean we can't have a laugh." Matthew made a eureka! hand gesture. "Zomedy!" "Damn straight, Matto.

She chuckled. Chuckled! "I speak Pirates of the Caribbean.

I'm not a bunny, Rydstrom. And is that bark?" With a laugh, she said, "Good gods, you brought me bark to gnaw on!

Tell the truth. Sing with passion. Work with laughter. Love with heart. 'Cause that's all that matters in the end.

Which made me laugh, of course. If you ever want to get truly hysterical, just get really, really scared, and then have somebody say something funny. You get caught between the laugh and the sob, and it's hard to find your way out.

Good food, good friends.

If you have good friends, no matter how life is sucking, they can make you laugh.

If you have good friends, no matter how much life is sucking, they can make you laugh.

That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours.

In all this world there is nothing so beautiful as a happy child.

It was Toto that made Dorothy laugh, and saved her from growing as gray as her other surroundings. Toto was not gray; he was a little black dog, with long silky hair and small black eyes that twinkled merrily on either side of his funny, wee nose. Toto played all day long, and Dorothy played with him, and loved him dearly.