There is a vast deal of make-believe in the carefully nurtured sentiment for country life, and the barefoot boy, and the mountain girl.

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

It has been wisely said that we cannot really love anybody at whom we never laugh.

Wit is a pleasure-giving thing, largely because it eludes reason; but in the apprehension of an absurdity through the working of the comic spirit there is a foundation of reason, and an impetus to human companionship.

The vanity of man revolts from the serene indifference of the cat.

This is the sphinx of the hearthstone, the little god of domesticity, whose presence turns a house into a home.

Letter-writing on the part of a busy man or woman is the quintessence of generosity.