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The first and longest discussion is found in 'Human Nature (1640)', Chapter IX.13: "There is a passion that has no name; but the sign of it is the distortion of the countenance which we call 'laughter', which is always joy.....Whatsoever it be that moveth to laughter, it must be new and unexpected. Men laugh often, especially such as are greedy for applause from everything they do well, at their own actions performed never so little beyond their own expectations; as also at their own jests: and in this case it is manifest, that the passion of laughter proceedeth from a sudden conception of some ability in himself that laugheth. Also men laugh at the infirmities of others, by comparisons wherewith their own abilities are set off and illustrated. Also men laugh at jests, the wit whereof always consisteth in the elegant discovering and conveying to our minds some absurdity of another: and in this case also the passion of laughter proceedeth from the sudden imagination of our own odds and eminency.... For when a jest is broken upon ourselves, or friends of whose dishonour we participate, we never laugh thereat. I may therefore conclude, that the passion of laughter is nothing else but sudden glory arising fromn some sudden conception of some eminency in ourselves, by comparison with the infirmity of others, or with our own formerly: for men laugh at the follies of themselves past.. Besides, it is vain glory, and an argument of little worth, to think the infirmity of another, sufficient matter for his triumph."
The parallel passage in the 'Leviathan' (1651) Part I. Chapter 6, P.27, which is much shorter, ends "And it is incident most of them, that are conscious of the fewest abilities in themselves: who are forced to keep themselves in their own favour, by observing imperfections of other men. And therefore must Laughter at the defects of others in a single of Pusillanimity. For the great minds, one of the proper workes is, to help and free others from scorn; and compare themselves onely with the most able."
Finally, in "The Answer of Mr. Hobbes, to Sir William Davenant's Preface before Gondibert" Hobbes says "Great persons, that have their minds employed on great designs, have not leisure enough to laugh, and are pleased with the contemplation of their own power and virtues, so as they need not the infirmities and vices of other men to recommend themselves to their own favour by comparison, as all men do when they laugh."
"Not by wrath does one kill but by laughter. Come, let us kill the spirit of gravity!"
"As yet he has not learned laughter or beauty. Gloomy this hunter returned from the woods of knowledge....But I do not like these tense souls ... As yet his knowledge has not learned to smile.... Gracefulness is part of the graciousness of the great-souled..... Verily, I have often laughed at the weaklings who thought themselves good because they had no claws"
"What has so far been the greatest sin here on earth? Was it not a word of him who said, "Woe unto those who laugh here?" .... He did not love enough: else he would also have loved us who laugh. But he had and mocked us: howling and gnashing of teeth he promised us.... Laughter I have pronounced holy; you higher men learn to laugh!"
For Nietzsche laughter becomes less a physical phenomenon than a symbol of joyous affirmation of lif and of the refusal to bow before the spirit of gravity. ~ Pages 421 / 423