There is a form of laughter that springs from the heart, heard every day in the merry voice of childhood, the expression of a laughter - loving spirit that defies analysis by the philosopher, which has nothing rigid or mechanical in it, and totally without social significance. Bubbling spontaneously from the heart of child or man. Without egotism and full of feeling, laughter is the music of life.
It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire,
and is deprived of the light
of a heart ablaze.
The day on which you are
without passionate love
is the most wasted day of your life.
Every day has to be a day that counts. It can't be a wasted day. I'm very dedicated to always keep doing something that I would consider good.
I can say without reservation that I do not remember a day in our childhood without laughter.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
I try to find a reason to laugh each day. Somehow, if you can incorporate laughter into your day, every day, it really helps. It's the little things in life that make me happy.
I certainly know first hand the waste one lady can create through her primping routine, because I am a victim of fashion: to me a day without makeup and a bouffant to match is a day wasted. I love it all - whether it's fancy, cheap or, I'm ashamed to say, even if it's bad for the environment.
Every single day since Day 1, to Day 2, to Day 3, to Day 4, to Day 5, to Day 6, to Day 7 to Day 8, whatever day it is now, I've gotten better.
Every day that we spent not improving our products was a wasted day.
Every day I'm not working or writing is a wasted day to me.
If I don't learn something every single day, it's a wasted day.
A day that I don't learn something new is a wasted day.
A day spent helping no one but yourself is a day wasted.
I couldn't have made it without knowing how to use laughter to get from one day to the next.
A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.