Quotes About Laughter

I don't care what the haters and naysayers say. If they make jokes about me, I'll laugh because they'll probably be funny.

Wanda and I lock eyes, laughing. "What's so funny?" Will wants to know. "Your face," Wanda says with a wink, and just like that I love her. The world needs an army of Wandas—strong, sarcastic, unafraid women who say what they think and act straightforwardly, without apology or permission. Women who roar instead of flinch. "Hilarious," Will says flatly. "Just bring me a drink, will you?

What will you do now?" "Live until it gives me away, of course. And drink only the best champagne. There's not time for anything else." His face was delicate and sensitive-looking, like a well-bred cat's. He also had rich brown eyes that seemed to want to laugh at the idea of sadness or self-pity.

What had I done or not done? Was it that I'd laughed at him—at us? As I lay there feeling stunned and confused, Jock began to snore lightly. How could he sleep at such a moment? It was our wedding night, and I was alone. I

playground studded with one of those

I have a very silly sense of humor. I've never laughed harder in my entire life than seeing someone with toilet paper stuck on the bottom of their shoe.

I don't need a holiday or a feast to feel grateful for my children, the sun, the moon, the roof over my head, music, and laughter, but I like to take this time to take the path of thanks less traveled.

Never set limits, go after your dreams, don't be afraid to push the boundaries. And laugh a lot - it's good for you!

Everyone gathered around as Franklin opened his other cards. "Mine's a turtle cut-out," said Snail. "Mine's a turtle poem," said Goose. "And I made up a turtle riddle," said Fox. "These are great!" exclaimed Franklin. "I just wish I had my valentines for all of you!" "I just wish we could start eating all these goodies," replied Bear. Everybody laughed.

then laughed and splashed water

It had been about as fun as a fun run, an oxymoron if she had ever heard one, with heavy emphasis on the moron part.

Tatiana hugged him and said, "And here's mine: 'Honey, what do you prefer—my beautiful body or my beautiful face?'" "Your sense of humor," returned Alexander, holding her to him until she couldn't breathe.

He make to weep the room. He was fighted in duel. They fight one's selfs together. He do want to fall. It must never to laugh of the unhappies. He was wanting to be killed. I am confused all yours civilities.

Eran pelandrujas. Inconfundibles. Movían la pelvis provocativamente, se reían a carcajadas sin motivo.

La pobre novela de la risa nacional se complace en inventar estereotipos de pobres hilachentos y mujeres de cuatro dientes, degradados por el sin sentido de sus parches.

Laughter through tears: it's the Southern way.

Yet when she stole another glance at him, she had to laugh at the face he was pulling. "What is it about you men and physicking? Wave a bottle of cod liver oil under your nose and you run like a prairie chicken. Then come winter let that same nose catch a rheum and to hear you moan, one'd think you were dying. And what are you snickering over, Benjo Yoder? You're the worst of the lot.

Even one person's misunderstanding [of a blue joke] may not be worth the next guy's laugh.

The blind man is laughing at the bald head.

Drinking responsibly' doesn't have to mean not drinking enough. It can mean having a bit of self-respect, a bigger, better laugh while you're drinking and a clearer memory of it the next morning. Maybe

To love women. To pleasure them, to make them laugh. To be foolish for them. To protect them. To respect them. To listen to them. They are life-givers. To live is to love them.

In Mexico, I first encountered the attitude that was missing from the optimistic sense of living in the United States: a tragic sense of life. Such a sense doesn't force us into a somber cone of depression and futility; it urges the opposite. The tragic sense opens a human being to the exuberant joys of the present. To laughter, carnal ity, the comical varieties of love, to music and art, to the small human glories of the day.

What I took back, because of my exposure to the Jewish music of the 30s and the 40s in my upbringing with my father, was that kind of theatrical songwriting. It was always a part of my character. This desire to make people laugh.

A quick, sharp laugh from Quint broke the thread of tension. "What a pair of assholes," he said. "I seen that coming since you came aboard this morning.