The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed.

The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed

The most thoroughly wasted of all days is that on which one has not laughed.

The most wasted of all days is that on which one has not laughed.

Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.

It must be admitted that there are some parts of the soul which we must entirely paralyse before we can live happily in this world.