Quotes About Laughter

You know what the doctor said to me to cheer me up? Fat said. There are worse diseases than cancer. Did he show you slides? We both laughed. When you are nearly crazy with grief, you laugh at what you can.

Yes, the novelist knows humanity, how worthless they are, ruled by their testicles, swayed by cowardice, selling out every cause because of their greed—all he's got to do is thump on the drum, and there's his response. And he laughing, of course, behind his hand at the effect he gets.

That goat," Rachael said. "You love the goat more than me. More than you love your wife, probably. First the goat, then your wife, then last of all—" She laughed merrily. "What can you do but laugh?

It makes living a funny joke with nobody around to laugh.

Are?you dying? she asked. Just can't breathe. This air. Poor, poor?good lord. I've forgotten your name. Hell of a thing. Barney! He clutched her. No! Don't stop! She arched her back. Her teeth chattered. I wasn't going to, he said. Oooaugh! He laughed. Don't please laugh at me. Not meant unkindly. A long silence, then. Then, Oof.

Nós dois caímos na gargalhada. Quando você está quase louco de dor, você ri do que puder.

His thoughts, Helio said, are as clear as plastic to me, and mine likewise to him. We are both prisoners, Mister, in a hostile land. At that Arnie laughed loud and long. Truth always amuses the ignorant, Helio said.

He let her do it, then looked around for his fingers. There they were, curled like a bloody quotation mark on the lead. He laughed.

Lyra had never seen such a sight, never heard such a bellow; it was like a mountain laughing.

Asriel was a tall man with powerful shoulders, a fierce dark face, and eyes that seemed to flash and glitter with savage laughter. It was a face to be dominated by, or to fight: never a face to patronize or pity. All his movements were large and perfectly balanced, like those of a wild animal, and when he appeared in a room like this, he seemed a wild animal held in a cage too small for it.

Lord Asriel was a tall man with powerful shoulders, a fierce dark face, and eyes that seemed to flash and glitter with savage laughter. It was a face to be dominated by, or to fight: never a face to patronize or pity. All his movements were large and perfectly balanced, like those of a wild animal, and when he appeared in a room like this, he seemed a wild animal held in a cage too small for it.

Anyone who doesn't laugh has something on their conscience, you can be sure of that. - from: 'The Twelve Brothers

No one has the ability to laugh at their misfortunes like the women of the East End.

What is so often laughable, in the stories of Kundera's Czechoslovakia, is how grimly serious just about everything turns out to be, jokes and games and pleasure included; what's laughable is how terribly little there is to laugh at with any joy.

You're our Marcel Proust, Mr. Zuckerman. Zuckerman laughed. It wasn't exactly how he saw it.

In her laugh was the admission of her captivity: to Norman, to menopause, to work, to aging, to everything that could only deteriorate further.

And whose quiet static laughter is always appropriate, conscious, complicated by an automatic and sophisticated concern for the special sensitivities of everyone present. Viz. Bonnie laughs only with ; Carlina was so conceived and constituted as to laugh only at .

Now – those who got it right. On the count of three, I'd like you to sit down if you'd seen the question before. 1, 2, 3!"  Everyone who was standing sits down. This gets a huge laugh. The students who got the answer wrong suddenly feel much better about their mistake: in a Harvard class, not a single person got it right unless they had seen it before.

We make choices everyday, some of them good, some of them bad. And if we are strong enough - we live with the consequences. To be truthful I am not entirely sure what people mean when they talk of happiness. There are moments of joy and laughter, the comfort of friendship, but enduring happiness? If it exists I have not discovered it.

If the laughter is canned, so are you.

Emoji - a noun An assisted-living device invented for handicapped Americans whose intellectual discernment has been permanently damaged by over exposure to toxic doses of canned laughter emnanatiing from their boob tubes.

Hearing this, the woman skooched her legs around each other, jingled her bells, leaned toward Everett till their shoulders touched, and laughed and squirmed the sorts of laughs and squirms that Jehovah may have witnessed on the day He created misogyny. The Cosmos kept its balance, though, because Everett was meanwhile leering the sort of testicular leer that Kali may well have had in mind when She inspired Man to create asbestos, carcinogenic beer, and the trenches in World War I.

rolf! what? are you really rolling on the floor laughing? well, please stay down there for a sec while I KICK YOUR ASS.

Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.