Laughter is, after speech, the chief thing that holds society together.
Robert Benchley has a style that is weak and lies down frequently to rest.
Laughter puts your brain, your central nervous system and your whole being into a state of free play.
Humor is the instinct for taking pain playfully.
There is something self-defeating in the too-conscious pursuit of pleasure.
Emotion is the surest arbiter of a poetic choice, and it is the priest of all supreme unions in the mind