Quotes About Merriment

She laughed like a little silver bell.

El sabio es siempre alegre.

A man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry.

Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow.

Let us eat and drink: for tomorrow we diet.

He that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.

For 't is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.

Garcia Bobadilla bursts out laughing

I think the most beautiful sound is a child laughing.

For me, a hearty 'belly laugh' is one of the beautiful sounds in the world.

All I want to do is be at Hogwarts with you, eating turkey legs in the great hall while listening to the carols of the ghosts gliding past us. Then maybe we can go to Hogsmeade to get a butterbeer.

We have yet to learn again the forgotten art of gayety.

We have yet to learn again the forgotten art of gaiety.

Eat, drink, and be merry. Isn't that how it goes?- -There's a second part to that expression. But it's not nearly as much fun.-

I put on some bacon and eggs and celebrated with an extra quart of beer.

We are here to drink beer. We are here to end war. We are here to laugh at the odds, and live life so well that Death will tremble to take us.

Now let's each have a good tall drink to celebrate!

It was the Canadian belly dancer," I told Sara. "How's she doing?" "She's just full of Christmas cheer.

I hate the actor and audience business. An author should be in among the crowd, kicking their shins or cheering them on to some mischief or merriment.

Humor is my default mode.

I love giggling more than anything in the world. It's my favorite thing in the world to do.

The pedestrian is the highest and most mighty of beings; he walks for pleasure, he observes but does not interfere, he is not in a hurry, he is happy in the company of his own mind, he wanders detached, wise and merry, godlike. He is free.

She] laughed so that the street seemed full of little silver bells

Maggie waved a gnarled finger in my direction. "Mention one word," she said, voice sharp but grey eyes twinkling with merriment, "and I'll curse your sex life for the next year." I snorted. "Curse away. It can't get any worse." She shook her head. "How can a siren have such a pathetic love life?" "Because I'm a siren who can't actually sing, remember?