Quotes About Laughter

I love you, asshole." Then Gavin laughed. "Right back at you, dickhead.

Gags die, humor doesn't.

Can you giggle?" he asked. "I don't giggle, Jason. I can…chuckle.

It's quiet." "Too quiet," Jason said, then laughed. "That's an ancient joke on Earth." "The more I hear about Urth the stranger it gets.

You had a good time today, right?" Kira asked. "Wasn't it amazing?" "Yeah," Jason repeated. "But anything with you is amazing.

They love us, heal us, teach us, make us laugh and sometimes break our hearts with their passing.

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. -Victor Borge

I realized it's the "little stuff" in life that's important, like a phone call from a friend and a good laugh.

Mmmm... the comedy that matters is the comedy you pull out of thin air. It's a bit like when something funny has happened and you try to explain it to someone else and end up saying, 'You had to be there.'

He turned to pull the door closed and the warm air from the hall rushed through the narrow opening again. As he saw the yellow paper, the pencil flying, scooped off the desk and, unimpeded by the glassless window, sail out into the night and out of his life, Tom Benecke burst into laughter and then closed the door behind him.

Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis.

The light was leaving in the west it was blue The children's laughter sang and skipping just like the stones they threw the voices echoed across the way its getting late It was just another night with the sun set and the moon rise not so far behind to give us just enough light to lay down underneath the stars listen to papas translations of the stories across the sky we drew our own constellations

It's a cold, stark emptiness that has no laughter in it. No compassion, and no mercy. It's feral. Like the eyes of a hunting animal.

He revels in obscure words, as in his list of phobias including pteronophobia (tickling with feathers), xenoglossophobia (foreign languages), scorodophobia (garlic), as well as in his tour through various techniques of divination, including geloscopy (the interpretation of laughter), bletonism (analyzing currents of water), and sciomancy (shadows or ghosts).

Bring a baby to any grown-up -- even the gruffest or most inhibited -- and watch what happens. Without exception, they will do something to try and make the baby laugh. Psychologists, anthropologists, and other experts have theories about why this is so. For me it's enough to believe that whenever a baby laughs, our humanity is somehow exalted.

What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since whatever lives must die. Only fantasy, the vapors rising from sheer nonsense, can now excite my laughter.

I only want my work to make people happy.

I don't believe that anybody has come to a conclusion on why something is funny. It's funny because it's ridiculous and it's ridiculous for different reasons at different times.

Well, first you have to be very, very funny. I have realized that it is essential for a boy to be funny. Otherwise, what is the point in a boy?

The more I live, the more I think that humor is the saving sense.

Elsa's joke Where do baby apes sleep? In apricots!

I'm mostly laughing, because you're such an idiot.

Sometimes you do have to laugh to keep from crying. And sometimes the world feels all right and good and kind of like it's becoming nice again around you. And you realize it, and realize how happy you are in it, and you just gotta laugh.

In our yearbook, there is a picture of me and Miah - sitting in Central Park - Miah has his lips poked out and is about to kiss me on my cheek. And I'm looking straight into the camera laughing. Two and half years have passed, and still, this is how I remember us. This is how I will always remember us. And I know when I look at that picture, when I think back to those few months with Miah, that I did not miss the moment.