There's something about a Christmas sweater that will always make me laugh.
When I see people laughing at ideas and companies we have backed, I smile. It means we are going to make a lot of money on that investment.
I like being a Baha'i who has an out-there sense of humor. God gives us talents and faculties, and making people laugh is one of mine.
He bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine.
It's extraordinary to think that if you walked into a room and said you had never heard of Hamlet, you would be regarded as a Philistine. But you could walk into the same room and say, 'I don't know what a proton is,' and people would just laugh and say, 'Why should you know?'
She had a penetrating sort of laugh. Rather like a train going into a tunnel.
Hereby perceive we the love of God, because He laid down His life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brethren." How often I think of that 'ought.' No sugary sentiment there. Just the stern, glorious trumpet call, OUGHT. But can words tell the joy buried deep within? Mine cannot. It laughs at words.
It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses.
Addie, please." More tears dripped down her cheeks. "Don't be so hard." "Oh, please," I muttered...and that was as far as I got. 'You broke my heart' were the words that had risen to my mouth, but I couldn't say them. That was what you said to a boyfriend, a lover, not your best friend. She'd laugh. And I'd had enough of being laughed at. I'd worked hard to get to a place where it didn't happen anymore, where I didn't move through life like a walking target, where it was just me and my paints and brushes and my big empty bed every night. "You weren't a good friend," I said instead.
I feel lucky that I can have people laugh solidly for a whole hour by just saying what I think and getting paid for it.
I laugh all the time - at things, people, stuff, whatever. But, I don't laugh onstage because then it's serious business.
I was always making my friends laugh but I never wanted the attention of the whole classroom.
Like other kids wanted to become firemen or astronauts, I wanted to make people laugh.
Only one in four jokes ever works, and I still can't predict what people will laugh at.
How can you get bored if the audience is cheering and laughing at something you're doing?
Relationship humour gets the most laughs. If I'm able to get the women laughing, men will have to laugh along because they would be scared to death.
To me, the trick is not how can I make people laugh. It is, how can I make people laugh in a different way.
Women do come up to me after a show, but it's usually to say, 'Yhank you for making us laugh,' and all that.
Chennai is one of the scariest crowds to face. Everyone looks so conservative, but once you crack the first joke, they are so appreciatively loud that they will hit you with a laugh that will scare you stiff and yet give you energy. Chennaiites give me the loudest laughs; it's the coolest crowd to perform for.
Discourse has ended in America. It's all just shouting and ranting and demonization. Do you know how the rest of the world laughs at you guys? Have you got any idea? They're just rocking with laughter night and day.
The primate laugh is given in playful contexts, and as such has a strong similarity to the human laugh.
I don't have a desire to do reality. Because my truth is not what people are responding to. My truth is funny; I laugh with my husband every day.
I have an extra set of eyelashes because you never know. I could cry or laugh, or it could be windy, and I'll need a standby pair.
I realize how desperate it sounds for me, as a comedian, to ask you to laugh at my jokes.
Her laughter was a shiny thing, like pewter flung high in the air.
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