There Is Much To Be Said For

There Is Laughter That Goes So Far As To Lose All Touch With Its Motive, And To Exist Only, Grossly, In Itself. This Is Laughter At Its Best. A Man To Whom Such Laughter Has Often Been Granted May Happen To Die In A Work-house. No Matter. I Will Not Admit That He Has Failed In Life. Another Man, Who Has Never Laughed Thus, May Be Buried In Westminster Abbey, Leaving More Than A Million Pounds Overhead. What Then? I Regard Him As A Failure.

Humility Is A Virtue, And It Is A Virtue Innate In Guests.

People Who Insist On Telling Their Dreams Are Among The Terrors Of The Breakfast Table.

Admiration Involves A Glorious Obliquity Of Vision.

A Man's Work Is Rather The Needful Supplement To Himself Than The Outcome Of It.