How fatally the entire want of humor cripples the mind.
It is so comic to hear oneself called old, even at ninety I suppose!
I make it a rule always to believe compliments implicitly for five minutes, and to simmer gently for twenty more.
The success or failure of a life, as far as posterity goes, seems to lie in the more or less luck of seizing the right moment of escape
Truly nothing is to be expected except for the unexpected.
The difficulty about all this dying, is that you can't tell a fellow anything about it, so where does the fun come in?