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The nation that complacently and fearfully allows its artists and writers to become suspected rather than respected is no longer regarded as a nation possessed with humor or depth.
Humor is a serious thing. I like to think of it as one of our greatest earliest natural resources, which must be preserved at all cost.
Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.
The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody’s guess.
Progress was all right. Only it went on too long.
Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you answer the phone?
But what is all this fear of and opposition to Oblivion? What is the matter with the soft Darkness, the Dreamless Sleep?
Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around in awareness.
Comedy has to be done en clair. You can’t blunt the edge of wit or the point of satire with obscurity. Try to imagine a famous witty saying that is not immediately clear.
Old age is the most unexpected of all the things that can happen to a man.