Blessed is the satirist; and blessed the ironist; blessed the witty scoffer, and blessed the sentimentalist; for each, having seen one spoke of the wheel, thinks to have seen all, and is content.
Christopher MorleyI had a million questions to ask God: but when I met Him, they all fled my mind; and it didn't seem to matter.
Christopher MorleyAny man worth his salt has by the time he is forty-five accumulated a crown of thorns, and the problem is to learn to wear it over one ear.
Christopher MorleyThe greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years old.
Christopher Morley