“Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature.” — Agnes Repplier

Democracy forever teases us with the contrast between its ideals and its realities, between its heroic possibilities and its sorry achievements.

The diseases of the present have little in common with the diseases of the past save that we die of them.

The thinkers of the world should by rights be guardians of the world's mirth.

Edged tools are dangerous things to handle, and not infrequently do much hurt.