Quotes About Laughter

Maybe the best way to honor the deceased was to laugh with the living.

Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at. Goethe

He wanted to hold his boy and tease him and make him laugh, he wanted the chunk of him close;

In a Kenya game park once I saw a family of wart-hogs waddling ungainly and in a tremendous hurry across the grass. Contemptuous though I am of those who find animals comic…still I could not help laughing at this quaint spectacle. My African companion rightly rebuked me. "You should not laugh at them," he said. "They are beautiful to each other.

En dan zat hij weer heel lang te trillen van het lachen als een pudding tijdens een bombardement.

If we can't laugh at ourselves, who can we laugh at?" I stared at her. "Other people?

I think, for one's single book, one would be wise to choose Mansfield Park or Emma rather even than Pride and Prejudice. "Wisdom is better than wit," as Jane Austen told Fanny, "and in the long run will certainly have the laugh on her side." People who begin by loving Pride and Prejudice, may end by rereading the later novels more often.

Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.

I think the best evenings are when we have messages, things that make us think, but we can also laugh and enjoy each other's company.

Provide Opportunities to Help Toddlers often resist a command to "go to the car" but respond cheerfully to a request like "I need your help. Will you carry the keys to the car for me?" Activities that might easily have become power struggles and battles can become opportunities for laughter and closeness if you use your instincts and creativity.

When I came home for the summer after my first year of college, I told my mother that my best friend and I were driving to California. She laughed out loud - 2 000 miles in a what? Well, my best friend had an old Chevy. What could go wrong?

people without sense of humor aren't much fun to be around, no matter how far they've gotten.

We'd incorporated Asia into our bones - its colours and laughter, its smells, its rhythms, its tolerance and patience, its compassion, its lack of ageism.

Even near the end, his sense of humor was still there. As I said in the memorial service, Robyn, Stan, his wife Ruth, and I were all in Isaac's hospital room the day before he died. I said to him, 'Isaac, you're the best there is.' Isaac smiled and shrugged. Then, with a mischievous lift of his eyebrows, he nodded yes, and we all laughed.

We don't appreciate the value of humor sometimes.

You can get through very serious and sometimes horrible and sometimes embarrassing and very awkward situations with humor. It gives us a way out.

the only way to happiness is to find people with whom you can eat, drink and laugh. That is everything

howled with laughter at this. Sandro took my hand. "Janice, the only way to happiness is to find people with whom you can eat, drink, and laugh. That is all. That is everything." He added. "And a spoonful of Nutella each day makes life more beautiful. It's an antidepressant.

Were you going to tell me you usually kiss your one-night trollops in private?" He laughed. The free-ringing sound held a spark of pure pleasure, unforced and rich with surprise.

Damn you," said Arithon. In a shattering change of mood, he was laughing. "You have it. But what's my word against the grandiloquent predictions of a maudlin and drunken prophet?" "Maybe everything," Felirin finished gently. "You're too young to live without dreams.

Elise thinks of Denise's laugh cracking like thunder over the Turnbull houses, the paprika in her chili, the way her bra cuts into her back, the powdery heat of her body when they'd lie on the bed in the summertime, the afternoon too hot for anything but gossip and game shows. Her mother played with Elise's hair like it was her own, absentmindedly twirling it as they smoked.

A dinner party is the oldest experiment. Trap a bunch of souls in a room. Faces move like painted moons, rising and setting, as talk blows in from the east. The thunk and freckles of a hand slammed down on the table in laughter, the noise of a long night unscrolled like a map. Madeira and Roquefort. Paper towels for napkins. The maroon wall telephone rings: next round of folks on their way!

Laughter is the sound of the soul dancing. My soul probably looks like Fred Astaire.

With comedy and wanting to make people laugh,] when you're a child, all you want is ANY kind of laugh. You get them to laugh, and great! - you've succeeded. And then it's "How FAST can I get them to laugh?" "How LONG can I get them to laugh?", "How HARD can I get them to laugh?". And then it becomes: "Can I laugh at something that makes them uncomfortable?", "Can I get them to laugh at something that challenges their beliefs?