Quotes About Laughter

Have fun, you two, and take good care of Billy, okay?" "Who?" she asked, puzzled. "Billy. My brother." They both laughed. I grabbed my jacket and flew out of there like a bat.

WARNING Humor may be hazardous to your illness.

I was especially struck by their sense of humor; so at odds with any self-pity -- the ability to step back and laugh at oneself, however wryly.

We too often laughed at the same time to be a whore and a lonely guy.

It's normal to shy away from illness and death. It's natural to gravitate toward laughter and life.

There was laughter in his eyes now, competing with a dissolute, and altogether enthusiastic, invitation to pleasure. In one swift gesture he turned her hand over and pressed a burning kiss on her palm, a touch so fast she didn't see it, though her hand curled instinctively, as if to protect the kiss itself.

On the Métro heading to school, Anna launched into a wicked impersonation of her enraged English teacher stamping her foot: "Shut zee mouths! Zit down! Little cretins!" The entire subway car was laughing, though Anna remained totally unaware of her captive and captivated audience.

I don't know why you're crying, Count. I lost closer friends than you when I was deloused!

Seeing unhappiness in the marriage of friends, I was content to have chosen music and laughter as a substitute for a husband.

I write for the kid in me. . . . Often when I'm working on a story, I'll find myself laughing at something my characters have done, or even being surprised at where they've taken the story. It's as if they have a life all their own. What I do is create them and then let them go on to entertain me. . . .

If I am frightened then I can hide it If I am crying, I'll call it laughter If I am haunted, I'll call it my imaginary friend If I am bleeding I'll call it wine But if you leave me then I am broken And if I'm broken then only death remains

No matter what battles you, never be depressed because of it. Rather, dare to laugh it off. In other words, dismiss it in a light-hearted way. -Emeasoba George

A tr?i: a te specializa în eroare. A râde de adev?rurile sigure ale sfârÈ™irii, a nu lua in seam? absolutul, a transforma moartea în glum? ÅŸi-n întâmplare nesfârÈ™itul. Nu poÅ£i respira decât în afundurile iluziei.

Religiile, ca ÅŸi ideologiile care le-au moÅŸtenit viciile, nu sunt decât cruciade împotriva umorului.

I fail to witness the gods' hilarity at leaving behind the human episode.

It's laughter that lubricates our irritations, that releases our tensions, that feeds our joy… it's the laughter that helps keep things warm and joyful even in the midst of pain.

With Ricky Gervais, it's all shades of wrong, it's my kind of humor.

My whole family is very sarcastic and constantly making jokes.

This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and LadiesAnd Lads and Girls—Was laughter and ability and Sighing,And Frocks and Curls.

If anybody could have any doubt about the liveliness of Shakespeare, let them consider the character of Falstaff. When a man has created that without a capacity for laughter, then a blind man may succeed in describing colors. Intense animal spirits are the single sentiment (if they be a sentiment) of the entire character. If most men were to save up all the gaiety of their whole lives, it would come about to the gaiety of one speech in Falstaff.

Then she laughed out loud and hugged him tight with both arms. She smelled like pine trees and lichens and hot sand. How odd, thought Roger, that after all, this is what it took - not a flock of scarlet ibises or golden-crowned kinglets, but just the names of chicken, hovering in the air like the sulpher butterflies at the dump.

She seemed to listen to life as though life were the most cunning and charming of confidence men: knowing perfectly well that she was being conned, she, nevertheless, again and again, gave the man the money for the Brooklyn Bridge. She never gained possession of the bridge, of course, but she certainly learned how to laugh. And the tiny lines in her face had been produced as much by laughter as by loss.

As Neil approached the camp the women's laughter still sounded from their tents. The noise had sent the peccaries stamping around their wire pen and set off a sympathetic screeching of cockatoos and lorikeets. All the creatures on Saint-Esprit, even those destined for the dining table, were celebrating the new addition to the sanctuary family.

Hace mucho tiempo que me convertí en una mujer, pero estaba convencida de que, en algún lugar dentro de mí, existía un yo masculino, mi verdadero yo, y de que estaba desempeñando simplemente el papel de mujer. Pero soy mujer en cuerpo y alma. Soy realmente tu madre, ¿verdad? Me estoy riendo.