laughter

My dad used to tell me that laughter was like a cough or a sneeze - the body's way of trying to expel something. But instead of some phlegm in your throat, or some dust up your nose, a laugh happened when something really true got into your brain. Something so true that your system just couldn't stand it.

Laughter is the only free emotion - the only one that can't be compelled. We can be made to fear. We can even be made to believe we're in love because, if we're kept dependent and isolated for long enough, we bond in order to survive. But laughter explodes like an aha! It comes when the punch line changes everything that has gone before, when two opposites collide and make a third and when we suddenly see a new reality...laughter is an orgasm of the mind.

No one will laugh at how great things are for somebody.

Everybody laughed for a long time, for it was the kind of joke that seemed to grow on you. You would laugh and eventually stop. But after a few minutes you would think of the joke again, and you would burst out laughing all over again.

Comedy was invented to make people forget,That the plays of our lives were originally written as tragedies.

Even amidst tragedy there is laughter, sometimes farce. The degree of farce depends on who is running the tragedy.

There are a lot of questions I keep asking myself about why I do comedy. I guess I laugh to keep from crying. And I guess if you ever get me crying, I might not stop. This is the way I look at tragedy or else I'll cry.

In comedy laughter settles all arguments.

I don__ think being a comedian gives you any fucking insight into what makes people laugh.

Ideas stand in the corner and laugh while we fight over them.

A good artist should laugh often!

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

You know you__e reached the end of a relationship: when your lover now demands that your jokes be funny before they laugh.

A true friend is not the one you share laughter with. But the one you share laughter and sorrow with.

To laugh continually is to never laugh at all. For it takes the periodic sound of sorrow from which to distinguish the sound of joy.

Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear.

Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart don't know how to laugh either

It's normal to shy away from illness and death. It's natural to gravitate toward laughter and life.