To hear them laugh was to hear that everything was all right, but to see them laugh was to see otherwise

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

That was what happened to laughter when you caged it. It became unbearably sad. It was worse than crying.

A crazy old lady, leading a band of teenagers against an angry supernatural Entity - who’da thought?

And her laugh was enough to make you want to kick over what you were doing and follow her down the street.

Laughter and irony are at heart reminders that we are not prisoners in this world, but voyagers through it.

Respect? Of course, always, to all, because everything seems funnier when you're trying to show respect.

And I learned from my own experience that laughter was the most potent weapon: laughter can kill everything.

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

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

Things are always funnier when you have someone to laugh with. That’s why I laugh alone, in the mirror.

Yet the best determining factor of how comfortable we are with ourselves, is our ability to laugh at ourselves.

Don't let your teeth make you lose respect by permanently keeping them opened for the sake of being friendly.

If you try a joke a second time and nobody laughs, don’t tell a different joke—tell different people.