I claim not to have controlled events, but confess plainly that events have controlled me.

I am not an accomplished lawyer.

Among free men there can be no successful appeal from the ballot to the bullet.

Too big to cry too young to laugh.

No matter how much cats fight, there always seem to be plenty of kittens.

I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have.

A good, real, unrestrained, hearty laugh is a sort of glorified internal massage, performed rapidly and automatically. It manipulates and revitalizes corners and unexplored crannies of the system that are unresponsive to most other exercise methods. With the fearful strain that is on me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die.