A time to weep, and a time to laugh.

Blessed are ye that weep now: for ye shall laugh.

Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful.

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.

I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it?

Let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

Woe unto you that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.