Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one.
Laughter is an affect that arises if a tense expectation is transformed into nothing.[Das Lachen ist ein Affect aus der plötzlichen Verwandlung einer gespannten Erwartung in nichts.]
Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.
Laughter and tears are not separate experiences, with intervals of rest: they rush out together and it is like walking with a sword between your legs.
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion, to the futility of thinking and striving anymore. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.
Laughing can serve you in dark moments and even help you crawl your way back out.
Laugh-and-the-whole-world-laughs-with-you type of thing.
Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.
It makes living a funny joke with nobody around to laugh.
It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.[C’est une étrange entreprise que celle de faire rire les honnêtes gens.]
If I can laugh, I can live.
I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.
