Ah, happiness courts the light, so we deem the world is gay; but misery hides aloof, so we deem that misery there is none.
A smile is the chosen vehicle of all ambiguities.
A noble craft, but somehow a most melancholy! All noble things are touched with that.
A man thinks that by mouthing hard words he understands hard things.
A laugh’s the wisest, easiest answer to all that’s queer.
A good laugh is a mighty good thing, and rather too scarce a good thing; the more’s the pity.
