laughter [Theme]
Connell laughed for no reason, only because his excitement needed an outlet, but it was impossible to cry.
I firmly believe that laughter improves health and prolongs life. A minute of laughter means a person lives a day longer. On average, our carpet workers are in the arena for thirty minutes per evening. So, after laughing at one performance, people extend their lives by a month. It is no coincidence that an ancient eastern proverb says: “One clown coming to a city gives people more health than a hundred donkeys loaded with medicine.”
I wrote poems about it.
Quote Explanation: 1996 year.
Laughter is a mirror of truth, reflecting the hypocrisy and shortcomings of society.
What is eternity? Who even said it existed? Everything passes and everything is forgotten: voices, smiles, laughter, faces.
Sometimes laughter is your salvation. A joke can bring a group together. Heal the wound, kill the silence.
A joke is a powerful thing - it can bring you into a certain circle and it can exclude you. Draw a line between “us” and “them”.
How you love a person who can make you laugh at such a [difficult] moment!
Those who previously condemned you now praise you louder than the other. If you were still here, you would probably laugh at this.
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A friend is the one who makes you cry, and an enemy is the one who makes you laugh.
Let your laughter be the brushstroke that paints joy on the canvas of your days, creating a masterpiece that echoes the melody of happiness.
Intimidated look.
native steppes of the brave cowboy...
Well, hello, short guest of February! Don’t throw snow like that, but rather tell me what you will find with your raid, Is it love, happiness, wisdom or success? Or maybe new roads, a star in your pocket or ringing laughter? Sit down, warm yourself, would you like some tea? You’re angry in your soul, I’ll knit you a sweater, I promise, and give you some lavender in a small sachet. Don’t be angry that you are unwanted and that all your thoughts are there, in the streams of spring, and in my heart I quietly hide a piece of a little dream. Raising the collar of my coat from the evil wind, I will sing about the month of May, looking into your eyes grayer than ashes, I will warm you up, just know that!
