Humor is tragedy plus time

Laughter without a tinge of philosophy is but a sneeze of humor. Genuine humor is replete with wisdom.

Time heals even the deepest wounds.

The highest perfection of politeness is only a beautiful edifice, built, from the base to the dome, of graceful and gilded forms of charitable and unselfish lying.

The signs of excessive indulgence in this destructive pastime are easily detectable. They are these: A disposition to eat, to drink, to smoke, to meet together convivially, to laugh, to joke, and tell indelicate stories— and mainly, a yearning to paint pictures.

One learns through the heart, not the eyes or the intellect