Great comedy calls large matters into question.
[On John Cleese:] He sometimes seems to swat at his own thoughts as if they were bees.
Why is it that beautiful women never seem to have curiosity? Is it because they know they're classical? With classical things the Lord finished the job. Ordinary ugly people know they're deficient and they go on looking for the pieces.
Funniness is the wild card in the pack.
It [humor] inhabits the marginal.
The masters of the comic spirit are often our prophets.