I've always thought that a big laugh is a really loud noise from the soul saying, "Ain't that the truth."
Interpretation
A genuine laugh expresses deep truths and resonate emotions.
Quincy Jones suggests that laughter serves as a powerful and authentic expression of our inner selves. When we laugh heartily, it reflects an understanding of life's realities, often conveying a shared recognition of experiences or truths that connect us to one another.
In practice
In a speech about overcoming challenges, one might quote Quincy Jones to emphasize the healing power of laughter.
Just blow in it and sound bad for about a year and then make it sound a little bit better, and you get a little band together, and then you get a few jobs. You take four guys that sound half bad, but if they're 25 percent each, they can give 100 percent, you know?
Music in movies is all about dissonance and consonance, tension and release.
When you produce an album, you're dealing with it theatrically. It has to have a structure, and the inner response to that is that the ear loves it.
You can study orchestration, you can study harmony and theory and everything else, but melodies come straight from God.
I got a scholarship to Seattle University and I was writing arrangements for singers and everybody. But the music course was too dry and I really wanted to get away from home.
I tell my kids and I tell proteges, always have humility when you create and grace when you succeed, because it's not about you. You are a terminal for a higher power. As soon as you accept that, you can do it forever.
At the risk of appearing disingenuous, I don't really think of myself as 'writing humor.' I'm simply reporting on the world I observe, which is frequently hilarious.
SATIRE, n. An obsolete kind of literary composition in which the vices and follies of the author's enemies were expounded with imperfect tenderness.
Seriously, I've just realized that almost everyone is a fraud, so I try not to feel too bad about it.
Never have a battle of wits with an unarmed person.
Kindle, isn’t it?” the waitress asked. “I got one for Christmas, and I love it. I’m reading my way through all of Jodi Picoult’s books.” “Oh, probably not all of them,” Wesley said. “Huh? Why not?” “She’s probably got another one done already. That’s all I meant.” “And James Patterson’s probably written one since he got up this morning!” she said, and went off chortling.
And I will make it felony to drink small beer.
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