laughter

For if light had a sound, it was that laugh.

And it is in dying of laughter (Happyness) that we are born to eternal life

Laughter is a tangible evidence of hope.

One secret of life is that the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. Another secret is that laughter is carbonated holiness.

Kid, don't miss an opportunity to laugh, because laughter is what makes the boot heels of life palatable.

Not that we must always partake of [God's feast] solemnly. "God who made good laughter" forbid. It is one of the difficult and delightful subtleties of life that we must deeply acknowledge certain things to be serious and yet retain the power and will to treat them often as lightly as a game.

Laughter comes later, like wisdom teeth. And laughter at yourself comes last of all in a mad race with death. And sometimes, it isn't in time.

It was at a conference in Cyprus in 1976, where the theme was the rights of small nations, that I first met Edward Said. It was impossible not to be captivated by him: of his many immediately seductive qualities I will start by mentioning a very important one. When he laughed, it was as if he was surrendering unconditionally to some guilty pleasure. At first the very picture of professorial rectitude, with faultless tweeds, cravats, and other accoutrements (the pipe also being to the fore), he would react to a risqué remark, or a disclosure of something vaguely scandalous, as if a whole Trojan horse of mirth had been smuggled into his interior and suddenly disgorged its contents. The build-up, in other words, was worth one's effort.

It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good-humour.

Her laughter was a shiny thing, like pewter flung high in the air.

I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it is the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills.

Laughter is the human super-highway to the heart. It bypasses, any yellow or red lights and proceeds straight to green. Go get to laughing!!!

Laughing at the universe liberated my life. I escape its weight by laughing. I refuse any intellectual translations of this laughter, since my slavery would commence from that point on.

Violet learned then what she had forgotten until this moment: that laughter is serious. More complicated, more serious than tears.

It had been the longest time since she had had a rib-scraping laugh. She had forgotten how deep and down it could be. So different from the miscellaneous giggles and smiles she had learned to be content with these past few years.

Anything with the power to make you laugh over thirty years later isn__ a waste of time. I think something like that is very close to immortality.

Mama, don't take him. We need him,' Jack whispered. 'Please. He will not forget you if you let him stay with us. He will love you for ever and every time he laughs, he will remember how you once laughed...

Laughter's all the damned thing's fit for.