laughter

Joy, humor, and laughter should be part of everyone's spiritual life. They are gifts from God and help us enjoy creation.

Many things have been compared to a brick, mainly as a tribute to their intellect or to their aerodynamic characteristics.

Even in the middle of a noisy mass of students, one girl__ laugh grabbed my attention.

She [Nana] listened to his [Steiner's] propositions, turning them down every time with a shake of the head and that provocative laughter which is peculiar to full-bodied blondes.

I know, you were much closer to the painter than any of us. In spite of that, your lips, too, will want to curl up into a smile. There are levels of tragedy whose mind-numbing properties can only be checked by laughter, and what story does not contain an inkling of the grotesque? When we Germans will have learnt to laugh like the Gauls, we will truly be the rulers of this earth; even more so than before, one might add.""John Hamilton Llewellyn's End

We're [as parents] striving for an unattainable, inauthentic shell, and ignoring the real nut, the gooey inside: love, laughter, and fulfillment from simple things.

The coffee was never served. It boiled over, spattered them all, and wet a costly tablecloth and the baroness's dress. But it served the end that was desired for it gave rise to many jests and merry peals of laughter.

Days are made to be filled with laughter.

I love everything. The way she strokes her earlobe when she's thinking. The way she chews her pen when she's writing. The way she laughs. The way she smiles. The way she's kind. The way she cares. The way she listens. Just everything. She's just incredible. I've never met anyone quite like her before.

No, my young apprentice. You said the exact right thing. Again. I'm just laughing at life.""Why?" he asked, opening both his eyes."Because sometimes it's either laugh or cry. I prefer laugh. How about you?

There is little success where there is little laughter.

Your laughter is louder than my personal demons' whispers.

That got me to laughing too. His laughter, like his yelling, got into you until you was right soaked with it. So you couldn__ help yourself. But it felt good. Light. I tell you, I hadn__ felt like that in a long while.

A strange thing happened to me in my dream. I was rapt into the Seventh Heaven. There sat all the gods assembled. As a special dispensation I was granted the favor to have one wish. "Do you wish for youth," said Mercury, "or for beauty, or power, or a long life; or do you wish for the most beautiful woman, or any other of the many fine things we have in our treasure trove? Choose, but only one thing!" For a moment I was at a loss. Then I addressed the gods in this wise: "Most honorable contemporaries, I choose one thing _ that I may always have the laughs on my side." Not one god made answer, but all began to laugh. From this I concluded that my wish had been granted and thought that the gods knew how to express themselves with good taste: for it would surely have been inappropriate to answer gravely: your wish has been granted.

Those are the only to verbalizations usually that we make in movies__ither to scream or to laugh__ecause those two reactions are rather close. Most things we laugh at are things that are really horrible, when you think about them. It__ funny and you don__ scream, as long as it__ not you. If it__ somebody else you can laugh.

She gave him a double-birded salute, and he barked out a rusty laugh. I__ laughing. Me. When was the last time that had happened? He couldn__ remember. But she kept doing things to amuse him. Shock him, even. Like pulling out a sword and expressing a very real fear about zombies. Zombies.

Worry is the secret weapon perpetrated upon us by the dark forces of the world that lurk in the shape of fear, uncertainty, confusion, and loss.We, on the other hand, have our own secret weapon against these incorporeal fiends.It is laughter.

It takes us away from the world of strangersTo a new world of laughter With time the whirled churning deep insideAnd why does the smile fades, as age passes?