But To Die Of Laughter--this,

People Who Insist On Telling Their Dreams Are Among The Terrors Of The Breakfast Table.

Fate Weaves The Darkness, Which Is Perhaps Why She Weaves So Badly.

Nobody Ever Died Of Laughter.

The Most Perfect Caricature Is That Which, On A Small Surface, With The Simplest Means, Most Accurately Exaggerates, To The Highest Point, The Peculiarities Of A Human Being, At His Most Characteristic Moment In The Most Beautiful Manner.

No Fine Work Can Be Done Without Concentration And Self-sacrifice And Toil And Doubt.