If we consider the frequent reliefs we receive from laughter, and how often it breaks the gloom which is apt to depress the mind, one would take carp not to grow too wise for so great a pleasure of life.
Though laughter is looked upon by philosophers as the property of reason, the excess of it has always been considered the mark of folly.
No man who has once heartily and wholly laughed can be altogether and irreclaimably depraved.
A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness there can be no true joy.
How much lies in laughter: the cipher key, wherewith we decipher the whole man!
The man who cannot laugh is not only fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; but his whole life is already a treason and a stratagem.
The most utterly lost of all days, is that in which you have not once laughed.
Frequent and loud laughter is the characteristic of folly and ill manners; it is the manner in which the mob express their silly joy at silly things, and which they call being merry.—In my mind there is nothing so ill-bred as audible laughter.
Frequent and loud laughing is the characteristic of folly and ill-manners.—True wit never made a man laugh.
The laughter of girls is, and ever was, among the delightful sounds of earth.
It is a good thing to laugh, at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness. Beasts can weep when they suffer, but they cannot laugh.
Men show their character in nothing more clearly than by what they think laughable.
The loud laugh, that speaks the vacant mind.
Man is the only creature endowed with the power of laughter; is he not also the only one that deserves to be laughed at?
Alas for the worn and heavy soul, if, whether in youth or in age, it has out-lived its privilege of spring time and sprightliness.
Laughter is a most healthful exertion; it is one of the greatest helps to digestion with which I am acquainted; and the custom prevalent among our forefathers, of exciting it at table by jesters and buffoons, was founded on true medical principles.
I like the laughter that opens the lips and the heart, that shows at the same time pearls and the soul.
God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes; for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness.
O, glorious laughter! thou man-loving spirit, that for a time doth take the burden from the weary back, that doth lay salve to the weary feet, bruised and cut by flints and shards.
A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.
Beware of him who hates the laugh of a child.
The horse-laugh indicates coarseness or brutality of character.
Laugh if you are wise.
Even this vein of laughing, as I could produce out of grave authors, hath oftentimes a strong and sinewy force in teaching and comforting.
Next to a good soul-stirring prayer is a good laugh, when it is promoted by what is pure in itself and in its grotesque application.
Wrinkle not thy face with too much laughter, lest thou become ridiculous; neither wanton thy heart with too much mirth, lest thou become vain; the suburbs of folly is vain mirth, and profuseness of laughter is the city of fools.
That laughter costs too much which is purchased by the sacrifice of decency.
The life that has grown up and developed without laughter, and without the sunny brightness which youth justly claims as its right, lacks buoyancy and elasticity, and becomes heavy and unsympathetic, if not harsh and morose.
Laughing cheerfulness throws the light of day on all the paths of life; the evil fog of gloom hovers in the distance; sorrow is more confusing and distracting than so-called giddiness.
No one is more profoundly sad than he who laughs too much.
Man could direct his ways by plain reason, and support his life by tasteless food, but God has given us wit, and flavor, and brightness, and laughter to enliven the days of man's pilgrimage, and to charm his pained steps o'er the burning marle.
How inevitably does an immoderate laughter end in a sigh!
Conversation never sits easier than when we now and then discharge ourselves in a symphony of laughter; which may not improperly be called the chorus of conversation.
I am persuaded that every time a man smiles, but much more when he laughs, it adds something to this fragment of life.
One good, hearty laugh is a bomb shell exploding in the right place, while spleen and discontent are a gun that kicks over the man who shoots it off.
Laughing, if loud, ends in a deep sigh; and all pleasures have a sting in the tail, though they carry beauty on the face.
A good laugh is sunshine in a house.