Johnny Vegas Quotes

I would make people who bullied me laugh, so that's my defense mechanism.

Without comedy as a defense mechanism I wouldn't be able to survive.

I try to cope with everything through humor.

Anything traumatic in my life I've always dealt with through jokes and comedy.

I laugh when I see people in pain. Sometimes I think it is a defense mechanism from childhood, where you're in so much pain you have to laugh. It is a survival mechanism.

Characters who experience great trauma will sometimes create an escape.

I've always been good at putting things behind me - I fall apart, do my crying bit and then put it away and move it.

I'm pretty good at remaining calm during an emergency. My house burned down when I was 12, which made me really pragmatic about what needed to be done. But I can be bad in that I compartmentalize a lot of emotions and push them away to deal with them at a later date.

I hasten to laugh at everything, for fear of being obliged to weep.

I was a very sensitive kid who then had to condition myself to desensitize.

The idea of evil is always subject to denial as a coping mechanism.

Sometimes the only way to deal with horrific things in life is through a dark sense of humor.

If someone made fun of me, I'd be bummed out. But I'd play it like I thought it was hilarious.

Just like my mom, when things get bad, I get quiet. The worse they get, the more silent I become.

One has to develop a sense of humor to cope.

This is one technique - going into my shell - that has helped me get over my disappointments.

Humor is a way to deal with stresses. It is a way to cope.

We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this—through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication—we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime. One of the most difficult problems is to construct these barriers of such a height and strength that one has a true harbor, a sanctuary away from crippling turmoil and pain, but yet low enough, and permeable enough, to let in fresh seawater that will fend off the inevitable inclination toward brackishness.

There is certainly no defence or water -proof garment against adverse fortune which is, on the whole, so effectual as an habitual sense of humor.

Usually right when I'm feeling it, right when it's happening, I always find I need to be in some sort of survival mode or mature mom mode, so it always seems to come later that I have the breakdown.

Because I know that hope and fear are connected, I put my mask of hope on.

It is foolish to pluck out one's hair for sorrow, as if grief could be assuaged by baldness.

That was my earliest maladaptive coping mechanism I forged when I was a kid. I found that my fists weren't going to do any significant protective work for me, so my mouth was it. Making my father laugh was a way to control him.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.

Denial, perhaps, is a necessary human mechanism to cope with the heartaches of life.