Quotes About Laughter

Dancer had lined up a row of tequila shots in front of us, issuing everyone salt and limes before declaring, "Drink up, bitches! If God wanted us sober, he wouldn't have made shot glasses so cute!

There was no greater gift than making someone laugh. People who laughed were happy.

Good Friends are like sunshine. A day is gloomy without them.

Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat.

I have this horrible sense of humor where I think discomfort is funny - partly because I experience discomfort a lot, and it's a way of laughing at it and getting a release.

He laughs, in the way that I have come to admire–as if there are no fences holding him back, as if pure glee could paint all the walls of the world in a single coat.

Child, I have been around a lot of years, and if you don't laugh, you cry.

Have a smile for breakfast, you'll be shitting joy by lunch.

Kill me?' The Bloody-Nine laughed louder than ever. 'I do the killing, fool!

The man screamed, and screamed behind his mask, and the Bloody-Nine laughed, and twisted the blade. Logen might have pitied him, but Logen was far away and the Bloody-Nine had no more pity in him than the winter. Less even. He stabbed, and cut, and cut, and smiled, and the screams bubbled and died, and he let the corpse drop to the cold stones. His fingers were slick with blood and he wiped it on his clothes, on his arms, on his face—just as it should be.

Shoglig was talking shit. That old bitch didn't know when I was going to die at all. If I'd known that I'd surely have worn more armour.' Whirrun made a sound somewhere between a cough and a laugh, then winced, coughed, laughed again, winced again. 'Fuck, it hurts. I mean, you know it will, but, fuck, it really does hurt. Guess you showed me my destiny anyway, eh, Craw?

These boots are worth more than you, damn it!' Shadikshirram was sitting on her bed, eyes shining wet, straining forward and trying to grab her foot but so drunk she kept missing. When she saw him she sagged back. 'Give me a hand, eh?' 'As long as you don't need two,' said Yarvi. She gurgled with laughter. 'You're a clever little crippled bastard, aren't you? I swear the gods sent you. Sent you . . . to get my boots off.

pleasantly tickled.

Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die." —MEL BROOKS

I have ceased and desisted from smiling The frosty wind chills lips - say so long To one hope of which will be lesser, Instead there will be one more song. And this song, without my volition, I will give out for laughter and parable, For this that the silence of love Is to me simply unbearable.

As we jumped the tiny hedge because we couldn't be bothered with the tiny gate to set off on our running, I inhaled the early evening light and realized this was softening, what others might term a little softening. Then, landing on the pavement in the direction of the parks & reservoirs, I exhaled this light and for a moment, just a moment, I almost nearly laughed.

Then, landing on the pavement in the direction of the parks & reservoirs, I exhaled this light and for a moment, just a moment, I almost nearly laughed.

She loved his laughter. She loved that he faced the world with a reckless smile on his scarred face. Her heart crashed against her chest. A revelation descended. A revelation unrelated to the desire heating her blood.

Ignoring his protesting muscles, he pushed the hay to the ground. He muffled a groan, but Charlotte heard him. "Are you all right?" He mustered a smile. "I've been living in London too long. A Scotsman should laugh off what we've done today." "I need to meet more Scotsmen. They're an impressive tribe." "We are at that," he said, tossing over another bale, then descending to the ground. Charlotte

The very idea that she might discover his weakness for her made his blood run cold. Amelia was a sweet girl, but she'd surely burst into laughter at the idea of dependable and boring Nigel Dash falling in love with the most sought-after girl in London. Silverton

The creature laughed with a sound like water splashing softly on pebbles.

Remember, men need laughter sometimes more than food.

Le rire énorme de cette femme, ce travail débile chez Touclean, la Bredart, les histoires abracadabrantes de Carine, les engueulades, les cigarettes échangées, la fatigue physique, leurs fous rires imbéciles et leurs méchantes humeurs quelquefois, tout cela l'aidait à vivre. L'aidait à vivre, oui.

Laisse donc les torchons et les serviettes dans le même tiroir, la vie est plus amusante quand il y a un peu de bordel...