Among other things I think humor is a shield, a weapon, a survival kit. So here we are several billion of us, crowded into our global concentration camp for the duration. How are we to survive? Solemnity is not the answer, any more than witless and irresponsible frivolity is. I think our best chance lies in humor, which in this case means a wry acceptance of our predicament. We don't have to like it but we can at least recognize its ridiculous aspects, one of which is ourselves.

When there are monsters there are miracles.

Women would rather be right than reasonable.

One bliss for which There is no match Is when you itch To up and scratch.

The only incurable troubles of the rich are the troubles that money can't cure, Which is a kind of trouble that is even more troublesome if you are poor.

God in His wisdom made the fly And then forgot to tell us why.

Bankers are just like everybody else, except richer.