laughter

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.  Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.  It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.  Which is what I do.  And that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.  –Dr. Seuss

Laughter can be more satisfying than honor,
More precious than money,
More heart-cleansing than prayer.
Harriet Rochlin

If you’re going to be able to look back on something and laugh about it, you might as well laugh about it now.  –Marie Osmond

He who laughs, lasts.
Mary Poole

another Saturday night…

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.  It turns what we have into enough, and more.  It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.  It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.  Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.
Melody Beattie

Think highly of yourself because the world
takes you at your own estimate.

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.  –E. E. Cummings

What do we live for if not to make life less difficult for each other?
George Eliot

I might repeat to myself,
slowly and soothingly,
a list of quotations beautiful
from minds profound–
if I can remember any of the damn things.
Dorothy Parker

Einstein?

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.  –Albert Einstein

Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.  –Malachy McCourt

Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful.  –Annette Funicello

The ox is slow;
but the earth is patient.

When I arrived in Paris, it was dark and rainy, and at the height of the tourist season.  I didn’t have a hotel reservation and I didn’t speak French.  To make matters worse, Paris’s subway system, the Metro, was on strike, and getting a taxi was nearly impossible.  The  train station was swarming with people who shared my predicament, and many were settling down on their luggage for the night.  Nearby, a little boy seemed on the verge of tears.  As I walked past, his mother said to him in a distinctly British accent, “But dear, this is what is called an adventure.”
I’m not sure what effect these words had on the boy’s visit to Paris, but it did wonders for mine.  –David Arnold