So let us all who pray ask for what most of them need badly, a sense of humor to lighten their way through life, making it merrier for themselves and easier for others.

All the world's a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed.

Politics has slain its thousands, but religion has slain its tens of thousands.

That's the Irish all over -- they treat a joke as a serious thing and a serious thing as a joke.

Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, great as each may be, their highest comfort given to the sorrowful is a cordial introduction into another's woe. Sorrow's the great community in which all men born of woman are members at one time or another.

A laugh is the loud echo of a sigh; a sigh the faint echo of a laugh.

Here, with whitened hair, desires failing, strength ebbing out of him, with the sun gone down and with only the serenity and the calm warning of the evening star left to him, he drank to Life, to all it had been, to what it was, to what it would be. Hurrah!