Who knows what could happen Do what you do Just keep on laughing One thing's true There's always a brand new day I'm gonna live today like it's my last day
Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away
Would you dance If I asked you to dance? Would you run And never look back? Would you cry If you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble If I touched your lips? Would you laugh, Oh please tell me this? Now would you die For the one you love? And hold me in your arms tonight?
Laugh when you can Apologize when you should And let go of what you can't change Kiss slowly Take chances Play hard Forgive quickly Give everything and have no regrets 'Cause life is too short to be anything but happy
This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days Smiles when sadness intrudes Rainbows to follow the clouds Laughter to kiss your lips Sunsets to warm your heart hugs when spirits sag Bauts for your eyes to see Friendship to brighten your being Faith so that you can believe Confidence for when you doubt Courage to know yourself Partience to accept the truth Love to complete your life
Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.
George Bernard ShawDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 2. November 1950) Zur Autorenbiographie
I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots And the way you read my mind I hate you so much It makes me sick It even makes me rhyme I hate the way you're always right I hate it when you lie I hate it when you make me laugh Even worse when you make me cry I hate it when you're not around And the fact you didn't call But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you Not even close Not even a little bit Not even at all
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when all the buffalo are slaughtered? What will happen when the wild horses are all tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is bloated by talking wires? What happens to out thickets? They have disappeared. What happened to the Great Eagle? He too has disappeared. We are at the end of living and the beginning of survival.
Seattle, Chief of the DuwamishDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist
The 7 things I hate about you You're vain, your games, you're insecure You love me, you like her You make me laugh, you make me cry I don't know which side to buy Your friends they're jerks When you act like them, just know it hurts I wanna be with the one I know And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do You make me love you
A sense of humor is needed armor. Joy in one's heart and some laughter on one's lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.
And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.
Friedrich NietzscheDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 25. August 1900) Zur Autorenbiographie
Someday everything will all make perfect sense. So for now laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge — myth is more potent than history — dreams are more powerful than facts — hope always triumphs over experience — laughter is the cure for grief — love is stronger than death.
The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter.
Mark TwainDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 21. April 1910) Zur Autorenbiographie
I'm going to smile and make you think I'm happy, I'm going to laugh, so you don't see me cry, I'm going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me - I'm going to smile.
You smile, but you're not really happy. You ask, but you don't want to know. You talk, but you aren't saying anything. You laugh, but you don't find it funny. You cry, but it doesn't mean anything. You get up, but you're not really awake. You sleep, but you aren't resting. You're alive, but you aren't really living.
And I can't tell if you're laughing. Between each smile there's a tear in your eye. There's a train leaving town in an hour. It's not waiting for you, and neither am I.