#Cheer

"I’m a master of encouragement. Why should I do work myself when the price of getting others to do it for me is as cheap as cheering them on?"

"The love of my life has made me the happiest man ever. This ever-smiling man/mannequin is so happy because he’s got no brain, and in this way is identical to anyone who still rah-rahs for either a Republican or a Democrat."

"But it is a blessed provision of nature that at times like these, as soon as a man's mercury has got down to a certain point there comes a revulsion, and he rallies. Hope springs up, and cheerfulness along with it, and then he is in good shape to do something for himself, if anything can be done."

"And from the midst of cheerless gloomI passed to bright unclouded day."

"I've got a lot of dreams I want to achieve, and I hope someone can cheer me on as I'll cheer them on in their dreams."

"I love having a ceiling fan, although sometimes I wish he wouldn't cheer so loud when I'm trying to sleep."

"I just invented a hug machine. It’s solar powered so you can use it when you feel depressed, like on a cloudy day. Shit."

"My love for you grows daily, and all it takes is exposure to your sunny disposition, coupled with watering it with coffee."

"Beauty products always cheer me up and give me hope. If it makes you feel pretty, why not?"

"As an author, I like self-help, because clapping can be done by myself, for myself. I should buy gloves."

"I used the boos, and not the booze, as motivation. That led to applause, which I drank up like an alcoholic. I need a refill."