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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.

Figure out what makes you laugh, and do more of it. Figure out what makes you cry, and do less of it.

...every piece of the laughing was a tiny bird come tumbling out to fly around the room.

Everything was hysterically funny, even the playground slide was smiling at us, and at some point, deep in the night, when we were winging on the jungle gym and showers of sparks were flying out of our mouths, I had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe.

Famous revolutionary,' you say, and the laughter pumps out of your chest like blood, great almost painful spurts of it splashing up the building faces toward the marquee moon.

First of all I express sincerity. There's also that sense of humor, by which people sometimes learn to laugh about themselves. I mean, the situation is so serious that the people could go crazy because of it. They need to smile and realize how ridiculous everything is. A race without a sense of humor is in bad shape. A race needs clowns. In earlier days people knew that. Kings always had a court jester around. In that way he was always reminded how ridiculous things are. I believe that nations too should have jesters, in the congress, near the president, everywhere.....You could call me the jester of the Creator. The whole world, all the disease and misery, it's all ridiculous.

For joy alone, Carries a fountain of youth. Laughter's music, Will wrinkle smooth. - Poem Fountain of Youth

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

For no real reason – well, perhaps because of the seriousness under the trees or Nader’s hair, which was very messy and covered in little grass seeds – Katie began to giggle. She knew it was wrong, yet it was also natural. She covered her mouth with both hands, but Nader was already pale with revulsion. He turned and marched away into unwanted sunlight, leaving her to wonder why bad things happened and why no good person prevented them.

Fortune always smiles upon those who make the universe laugh.

Four laughs vibrate in harmony, Warm Delicious Real.

For me, a hearty laugh is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world. It's a way of life!

Funny is always a good way to start when in doubt

Gentleness generates gentleness. But joy generates love, passion, tenderness and a good dose of laughter.

Gentleness stepped out of your smile; but: Suspicion cried out from your laughter.

God, don't laugh!" Jamie said, alarmed. "I didna mean to make ye laugh! Christ, Jenny will kill me if ye cough up a lung and die out here!

God has graciously sewn laughter into our days, bright moments tucked among the shadows of illness and pain, and while those moments don't change our circumstances, they can lessen our pain and shift our hearts toward joy.

Good laughter, or even a smile. It makes everything grow. It makes people Love you.

Halt eyed them balefully. They were all being so obvious about not mentioning his sudden reappearance that it was even worse than if they had commented on it... 'Oh, go on!' he said. 'Somebody say something! I know what you're thinking!' 'It's good to see you up and about, Halt,' Selethen said gravely... Halt glared at the others and they quickly chorused their pleasure at seeing him back to his normal self. But he could see the grins they didn't quite manage to hide. He fixed a glare on Alyss. 'I'm surprised at you Alyss,' he said. 'I expected no better of Will and Evanlyn, of course. Heartless beasts, the pair of them. But you! I thought you had been better trained!'... 'Halt, I'm sorry! It's not funny, you're right... Shut up, Will.' This last was directed at Will as he tried, unsuccessfully, to smother a snigger.

Halved. That was every time. My laughter was for idiots, for their unjustifiable idiocy and for myself for an unrelenting conviction to them, for that unforgivable instance I leveled myself to them. At that awkward realization knowing I precisely was an idiot too, that was the time when I really began to laugh.

-Hardly knowing what i was doing, i began to hit the table with one hand as i sang in a low voice. Big cows" -thump- "lumps of meat" -thump. His widened. "Give me milk" -thump- "warm and sweet." I stopped abruptly, pressing my lips together as I realized what I had just sung. The ridiculousness of it struck me forcibly and I knew I could not goon without laughing. We stared at each other,locked in a stalemate, his eyes brimming with laughter, his lips trembling. My chin quivered. Against my will, a sound burst from me. It was a very unladylike snort.-

Haven't you ever thought how futile and ludicrous life is sometimes, and that if you don't take refuge in laughter you'll end up in a far worse place?

Have a selective optimistic sight, transform the bitch glitch "in stitches.

Heer laughed, a deep, unguarded laugh that rolled over hills, and mountains and skimmed through valleys, as Aisha’s once had. A laugh she had long since forgotten she ever had.

Heer laughed again, wave upon wave of laughter that hit the eardrums and broke into a scatter of happiness around the room.

He laughed and it sounded startled and a bit rusty, as if he didn't do that very often.

He had never heard anything quite as amazing as that voice. She talked as if she was continuously on the verge of breaking into giggles. And when she giggled she sounded the way Ove imagined champagne bubbles would have sounded if they were capable of laughter.

He laughed then. It was the first time I’d ever heard his laugh, a lovely dark sound that rippled through the air. “Well, that part definitely isn’t true.

HELLO O what a difference O makes! It's simply hell without O... O how hell loves you! :-)

Help someone smile and laugh today.

He laughed to free his mind from his mind's bondage.

He laughs again and I want to eat his laughter, be nourished by it, feel it in my blood.

Her gaze shifted away. "I don't remember my dreams anymore." It was like she was confessing a dirty secret. And maybe it was, because even though he hated the dreams, each time he had them, he was with his parents again. Hearing their laughter. Watching them live. But when he woke up they were really gone.

Here I would point out, as a symptom equally worthy of notice, the ABSENCE OF FEELING which usually accompanies laughter. It seems as though the comic could not produce its disturbing effect unless it fell, so to say, on the surface of a soul that is thoroughly calm and unruffled. Indifference is its natural environment, for laughter has no greater foe than emotion. I do not mean that we could not laugh at a person who inspires us with pity, for instance, or even with affection, but in such a case we must, for the moment, put our affection out of court and impose silence upon our pity. In a society composed of pure intelligences there would probably be no more tears, though perhaps there would still be laughter; whereas highly emotional souls, in tune and unison with life, in whom every event would be sentimentally prolonged and re-echoed, would neither know nor understand laughter.

Her laughter sounded like April showers, like whispered secrets, like glass wind-chimes.

Her laughter was an upbeat song set to a minor key.

Her joyful spirit would bring laughter and happiness to anyone in her life with the same natural ease that a rose blooms and sheds its perfume.

Her laugh was my favorite sound, and I think I was her favorite reason to laugh.

Her laughter changed her voice from wind chimes to the jingling of sleigh bells.

Her laugh was wonderful. It was mischief made musical.

Her melodious laughter sounded like the distant tinkling of soft bells and he stored the sound in her temple- his heart.

He(Samuel, known as 'the Pea') was as apprehensive, weak and nervous about things as Swaminathan was. The bond between them was laughter. They were able to see together the same absurdities and incongruities in things. The most trivial and unnoticeable thing to others would tickle them to death.

He stopped his act to take a snapshot of that instant he would so treasure- her delightful laughter that could make him do anything, anything at all, in the world and beyond!

He thought about the next time he would laugh with her and then the next. He found himself often thinking about the future, even before the present was over.

He who laughs last laughs ... doesn't get it.

His forehands are nothing less than cricket shots. His single-handed backhand is like a game of table tennis return. I want to burst into laughter. His shots touch the Sky… His returns reach up to the Sun… His serves tread unknown paths…

Homer was a true poet. He made the gods ridiculous.

Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world's original sin. If cavemen had known how to laugh, history would have been different.

His face went somber for half a second, and then it dissolved into an absolutely wonderful and fearless laugh. The old Ronan Lynch's laugh. No, it was better than that one, because this new one had just a hint of darkness beneath it. This Ronan knew there was crap in the world, but he was laughing anyway.

Humor is a tonic for life's trials. Laughter is the music of the soul. May your day have plenty of each