Hark ye of little pleasure! See your way clearly as your destiny reveals its truth! Seek not completion lest your touch be forever dismissed! – My wordfriend, the always conversationally frisky Tim Irwin, 2014
The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing second, the gratification of ones family and friends and lastly, the solid cash. – Nathaniel Hawthorne
Comedy naturally wears itself out — destroys the very food on which it lives; and by constantly and successfully exposing the follies and weaknesses of mankind to ridicule, in the end leaves itself nothing worth laughing at. – William Hazlitt
