“Do you always laugh when you make love?' said Fabrice.I hadn't thought about it, but I suppose I do. I generally laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm not. Do you find it odd?”

“When will you stop laughing at misery? I'm so sick and tired of your pseudo-strength. All I want you to do is laugh at what is funny and cry at what isn't, but you won't do that, will you?”

“They laugh when they're embarrassed, they cry when they're happy, and they try to choke you to death when you do something nice for them.”

“i thought maybe if i met someone else that i'd be able to stop thinking about you, but it didn't work. nothing works. when i'm with them, i wish it was you. when they laugh or talk, i can't help but compare them to your voice or your laugh. it's always been you; it'll always be you, angel.”

“What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok?”

“I think I'll be a clown when I get grown,' said Dill.Jem and I stopped in our tracks.Yes sir, a clown,' he said. 'There ain't one thing in this world I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off.'You got it backwards, Dill,' said Jem. 'Clowns are sad, it's folks that laugh at them.'Well I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm gonna stand in the middle of the ring and laugh at the folks.”