At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.
So many tangles in life are ultimately hopeless that we have no appropriate sword other than laughter.
Laughter is the closest thing to the grace of God.
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion . . . . I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.
Laughter is the sensation of feeling good all over and showing it principally in one place.
Laughter and tears are meant to turn the wheels of the same machinery of sensibility; one is wind-power, and the other water-power; that is all
Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.
Laughter is a form of internal jogging. It moves your internal organs around. It enhances respiration. It is an igniter of great expectations.
Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face
Laughter is brightest, in the place here the food is.
Laughter's the nearest we ever get, or should get, to sainthood. It's the state of grace that saves most of us from contempt.
One can never speak enough of the virtues, the dangers, the power of shared laughter.
Laughter is the brush that sweeps away the cobwebs of your heart.
Ten thousand times a million sons of sons move Through one great and towering town Wearing their wits, which means their laughter, As their crown. Set free upon the earth By simple gifts of knowing how mere mirth can cut the bonds And pull the blood spikes out; Their conversation shouts of "Fool!"
I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.
The first person I learned I could make happy with laughter was my mother, whom I idolize. It was a powerful thing to realize. I knew I had found my life's work.
Laughter always forgives.
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter, And when he cried the little children died in the streets.
I am pleased to see from the laughter on the Ministerial benches that there is no implication on their part to take Sir Oswald Mosley too seriously. It can easily be seen to-day that this idea of a dictator is gradually falling down.
The court had to be cleared owing to the roars of ribald laughter which greeted the appearance in the witness-box of the twelve red bearded dwarfs all in a heap. Their names were read out amid growing uproar. The names appeared to be: Sophus Barkayo-Tong, Amaninter Axling, Farjole Merrybody, Guttergorm Guttergormpton, Badly Oronparser, Churm Rincewind, Cleveland Zackhouse, Molonay Tubilderborst, Edeledel Edel, Scorpion de Rooftrouser, Listenis Youghaupt, Frums Gillygottle. Are these genuine names? No, m'worship. Then what's your name? Bogus, m'ludship. No, your real name. My real name is Bogus, your excellency. (At this point the court had to be cleared)
Tears and laughter, they are so much Gaelic to me.
Here I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place
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