Laugh With You Quotes Novels & Stories

“Always. But if you start levitating stuff, I’m out.” I laughed again, this time genuinely. “Deal.”

“You’re going to speak it into existence.” “You stop pretending you’re not enjoying this a little,” she shot back, her tone turning shrewd. “I’m serious, T. You sound lighter than you have in weeks. Even if you’re in the middle of a weird, stressful circumstance, it’s good to hear you laugh. Really laugh.”

He stepped forward, “If anyone is willing to invest even a little, I can assure you, you won't regret it.” There was a stunned silence then the crowd burst into scattered laughter. “How very amusing.” The woman said this, wiping away tears from her eyes. “Amusing?” Logan quirked a brow, “What's so funny about what I said?” “I'm trying to decide if you're foolish or just dense?” She asked with a light tone. “What?” He asked through gritted teeth.

I smiled, “My mom trying, and failing miserably, to cook a pan of bacon and my dad laughing his loud, boisterous laugh. Once in a while he would be totally breathless and then he’d take a huge breath and laugh loudly. His laugh was totally contagious, and he made sure we heard it daily.” She laughed, “Do you think you can project those memories to us?” I nodded, “I think so. Look at the white board.” I looked at the white board and started projecting all of my memories that I had thought of onto the board. We all laughed at my dad’s laugh as well as my mom’s cursing at the burned bacon.

I say, trying to make a joke. Luis stares at me for a second, his face blank, then suddenly bursts out laughing. His laugh is deep and warm, like a sound that could melt chocolate. I can’t help but smile, even though I’m not entirely sure what’s funny. He laughs so much that I think he might have started choking on his own amusement.

Jeff jokes around and laughs his ass out. “Shut up,” “Shut up!” Both Seid and I yell at his not-so-funny joke.

Zen could tell that she rarely laughed and that she probably didn’t know how wonderful the sound was. “You have a beautiful laugh you know?” he complimented, to be blessed with the sight of her reddened cheeks. “Thank you! I rarely do,” she admitted. “I can tell, but why?” he questioned. “It’s a luxury to be able to,” she replied sadly. Zen was sure then that his new friend was broken. “We need to fix that. Laughing is the one thing that you should be able to do at every opportunity. I heard people who laugh more live longer,” he joked.

"Stop laughing, you f*cking psycho." "Oh, yes! I miss you too, little brother!" Booming laughter echoed from the other end of the line.

It was a short, surprised sound that he tried to cough away almost immediately. But I felt it. It landed somewhere in the middle of my chest like a small, warm collision. It caught me off guard. I had spent so much time trying to manufacture a moment that when a real one happened, I didn't know what to do with it. "You should do that more often," I said quietly. "Do what?" "Laugh. It makes you look less like you’re planning a murder." Eli flushed slightly and looked back at his notebook. "Let’s just get through the next section, Cain."

Instantly, I burst out into laughter, “So that’s it, and you sounded like it was something bad. I’m happy for you and Clerk, seriously Lita” We smiled at each other with a warm hug.