I hasten to laugh at everything, for fear of being obliged to weep.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I quickly laugh at everything for fear of having to cry.
With the fearful strain that is on me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die.
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.
We must laugh before we are happy, for fear we die before we laugh at all.
We must laugh before we are happy, for fear of dying without having laughed at all.
I don't think any other emotion is the equivalent of laughter. So I do whatever I can to laugh all the time and to hide my pain.
The weeping of an heir is laughter in disguise.
Those who don't know how to weep with their whole heart, don't know how to laugh either.
Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
I have striven not to laugh at human actions, not to weep at them, nor to hate them, but to understand them.