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

The drama's altar isn't on the stage: it is candle-sticked and flowered in the box office. There is the gold, though there be no frankincense or myrrh; and the gospel for the day always The Play will Run for a Year. The Dove of Inspiration, of the desire for inspiration, has flown away from it; and on it's roof, now, the commonplace crow caws candidly.

Laughter is wine for the soul - laughter soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness - the hilarious declaration made by man that life is worth living.

Nothing seems too high or low for the humorist; he is above honor, above faith, preserving sense in religion and sanity in life.

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

I have found life an enjoyable, enchanting, active, and sometime terrifying experience, and I've enjoyed it completely. A lament in one ear, maybe, but always a song in the other.

The secret to happiness is to find a congenial monotony.