“We cannot really love anyone with with whom we never laugh.” — 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.

Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature.