Does one ever know oneself why one laughs?

Poor juvenile solutions, explaining nothing. No need then for caution, we may reason on to our heart's content, the fog won't lift.

The short winter's day was drawing to a close. It seems to me sometimes that these are the only days I have ever known, and especially that most charming momen…

Yes, I don't know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniabl…

:the passion of laughter is nothing else but a sudden glory arising from sudden conception of some eminency in ourselves, by comparison with the infirmities of…

I don't think there would be many jokes, if there weren't constant frustration and fear and so forth. It's a response to bad troubles like crime.

I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.