Quotes About Laughter

My friends and I often film videos when we get together and hang out, and they're usually just silly situational videos just for our own amusement.

During the middle of sophomore year, my friends and I would get bored at lunch, so we would film videos on my computer webcam of us dancing in the gym to Christmas music.

My favorite show is America's Funniest Home Videos. People will get hit on the head and I feel bad cause I'm laughing my head off!

My guiltiest pleasure in life is 'America's Funniest Home Videos.' I watch them all - old, new - I don't care. Despite how bad the writing is on the show. The people getting hit and hurt, that's hilarious.

When I think back on high school, I always tried to make silly videos with my friends.

My friends make me laugh: funny Instagram videos, but mostly people falling over. It's so bad, but it never gets old. I just love how people cover up their falls. The whole experience of 'Oh, I just fell, and I'm going to run out of the fall and pretend I did this on purpose.' I just like to see how people cover up their mishaps.

We would not have 'America's Funniest Home Videos' without drunk brides and grooms falling into cakes.

Whether you're old or young or white or black or however, funny is funny, and people want to see those videos.

I am not so secretly a comedian. I write a lot of my own material if you've seen videos I've done. I write jokes.

I must say that I am rather partial to funny dog videos.

I want people to know my political point of view. There's an appetite for that, almost an expectation. I also want to make people laugh, but I wouldn't want to do it at the expense of my point of view.

Seven is my favorite number," he said. "Why?" He nuzzled gently at her stomach. "There are seven colors in a rainbow, seven days of the week, and..." His voice lowered seductively, "...seven is the lowest natural number that can't be represented as the sum of the squares of three integers." "Mathematics," she exclaimed, laughing breathlessly. "How stirring.

A cask of whisky slipped from the hoisting gear, broke on the roof of a transit shed, and poured all over MacRae. He's ready to murder someone - which is why I brought him up here to you." Despite her concern, Merritt let out a snort of laughter. "Luke Marsden, are you planning to hide behind my skirts while I confront the big, mean Scotsman?" "Absolutely," he said without hesitation. "You like them big and mean.

The house is big and sturdy and charming. I know without being told that children have been born here and couples have married here, and families have argued and loved and laughed beneath the gabled roof. It's a place to feel safe in. A home.

A brief laugh escaped him as he saw her confusion. "You're a horsewoman, aye?" he asked, and nudged upward with his hips. "Ride.

You'll get wet," Daisy protested, glancing at his shirtsleeves and waistcoat. He began to laugh. "I'm not made of sugar." "Neither am I." "Yes you are," he murmured, making her blush. He smiled at the sight of her face peeking out from the folds of her coat, like a little owl in the woods.

West lounged on the floor between her two sons, a heavy forelock of dark hair falling over his forehead. "What does a chicken say?" he asked Stephen, holding up a wooden figure. The toddler took it from him and answered, "Rowwr!" West blinked in surprise and began to chuckle along with Justin. "By God, that is a fierce chicken.

What can Mr. Winterborne be thinking?" she asked with a flustered laugh. "He's sent enough food for an army." "Obviously he's courting the entire family," West told her. "I can't speak for everyone else, but I for one feel thoroughly wooed.

What a ferocious creature you are," St. Vincent said, laughing. "I pity Westcliff if he crosses you again. In fact, I think I should warn him…

Albert, friend to royalty," Beatrix said later at the Rutledge Hotel, laughing as she sat on the floor of their suite and examined the new collar. "I hope you don't get above yourself, and put on airs." "Not around your family, he won't," Christopher said

You... you are so...' She couldn't even think of a suitable word. 'I know. Woefully primitive.' Laughter threaded through his voice. 'But I must be tolerated, because I'm a man and I really can't help it.

It's usually painful for a woman, the first time," he murmured. "Yes, I know." "I don't want to hurt you." The admission touched and surprised her. "My mother says it doesn't last for long," she said. "The pain?" "No, the rest of it," she said, and for some reason that made him laugh again. -Simon & Annabelle

Mr. Ravenel is here on a business matter, and the tenants need his attention far more than we do." "But Kathleen," Cassandra said in concern, "we mustn't let him work himself into exhaustion." Kathleen burst out laughing. "Darling, I doubt he's ever worked a day in his life. Let's not distract him on his first attempt.

You're laughing at me." "No, I'm laughing with you, but in a slightly superior way.