Mirth is Gods medicine. Everybody ought to bathe in it. Grim care, moroseness, anxiety–all this rust of life–ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth. – Henry Ward Beecher
If we may believe our logicians, man is distinguished from all other creatures by the faculty of laughter. He has a heart capable of mirth, and naturally disposed to it. – Joseph Addison
I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time – those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything. – Lawrence Durrell
