Quotes About Laughter

He found a stuffed animal, a fluffy wolf with bright blue eyes, and was immediately drawn to it. "I want to get this for her. It is telling me it needs to go home with us." Francesca laughed at him.

I need a girl who will put me in my place, but I also want to laugh and have a good time.

I love comedy; so you want to make them happy, make them laugh.

Your name's now Limp. Aye, not very imaginative, but it's like this. If you can't hear Hood laughing, well, I can.

Without a sense of humor, you are blind to so much in this world. To human nature. To the absurdity of so much that we say and do.

I greet you as guests and so will not crush the life from you and devour your souls with peals of laughter. No, instead, I will make some tea.' Nimander

I greet you as guests and so will not crush the life from you and devour your souls with peals of laughter. No, instead I will make some tea.

Laughing, he'd flung dense clouds of earth and stone skyward to blind them.

After all, tyranny has no sense of humour. Too thin-skinned, too thoroughly full of its own self-importance. Accordingly, it presents an almost overwhelming temptation – how can I not be excused the occasional mockery?

Life stumbles on – although the exception is none other than Kruppe himself, for whom life dances. Extraordinary, how such truth rubs so many so wrongly; why, can one's very existence prove sufficient for such inimical outrage? Seems it can, oh yes, most certainly. There are always those, dear friend, for whom a wink is an insult, a smile a taunt. For whom humour alone is cause for suspicion, as if laughter was sly contempt.

Ublala Pung grunted a laugh. 'They'd never find her if it was a manhunt.

Mammot's face crinkled into a wise smile.

After all, tyranny has no sense of humour. Too thin-skinned, too thoroughly full of its own self-importance. Accordingly, it presents an almost overwhelming temptation – how can I not be excused the occasional mockery? Alas, the Patriotists lacked flexibility in such matters – the deadliest weapon against them was derisive laughter, and they knew it.

There is nothing more dangerous than a man without a sense of humour.

So, we skipped Annabel, and discussed condoms. I said I liked the orange ones, and we ended our talk in laughter.

We are artists. We are writers—slightly neurotic and probably addicted to coffee, late nights, sunsets, laughter, tears, and heartache. Creativity is our drug. We lose ourselves in the smell of old books. We're bewildered by how we can live in a world this full of glory and grief and not be awestruck every moment. And we write stories to help wake people up before they fall asleep for good.

Jesus being born as a baby was God's way of laughing at a world trying to grow up too quickly.

Well," he said, "we think that companies suck." Yahoo!'s president, Dan Rosensweig, broke the tension with a quip. "At Yahoo!, we like to think we suck less." Everyone had a good laugh.

Longman smiled far too often. There was always mirth and merriment in his eyes. Hell, he laughed out loud when there was nothing remotely humorous in a situation. He was different. And

Bears?" Epaphroditus wrinkled his nose. "Everyone knows Prometheus was tormented by vultures. Every day they tore out his entrails, and every night he was miraculously healed, so that the ordeal was endlessly repeated." Martial laughed. "The trainer who can induce vultures to attack on command will be able to name any price! I suspect we'll see a lot of bears today.

Then Hadrian laughed. "Listen to me! Did you hear that accent? Thicker than Trajan's! When I think of all those hours I spent with my elocution teachers, reading Cicero aloud until I was hoarse. Numa's balls, I haven't sounded so much like a Spaniard since I was a boy. That was so long ago. . . ." He closed his eyes and drifted off.

I wanted to do another movie that could make us laugh and cry and feel good about the world. I wanted to do something else that could make us smile. This is a time when we need to smile more and Hollywood movies are supposed to do that for people in difficult times.

Why not share with the world the way it is and tell them my feelings about my cat, and how I played with my kids, and how addicted to Christmas time I am, and the smell of pine needles and hearing my kids laugh.

I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went to the funeral in one car.