We Always Keep God Waiting While We

Laughter, While It Lasts, Slackens And Unbraces The Mind, Weakens The Faculties And Causes A Kind Of Remissness And Dissolution In All The Powers Of The Soul; And Thus It May Be Looked On As Weakness In The Composition Of Human Nature. But If We Consider The Frequent Relieves We Receive From It And How Often It Breaks The Gloom Which Is Apt To Depress The Mind And Damp Our Spirits, With Transient, Unexpected Gleams Of Joy, One Would Take Care Not To Grow Too Wise For So Great A Pleasure Of Life.

The Idealist Walks On Tiptoe, The Materialist On His Heels.

Art Is Nature Speeded Up And God Slowed Down.

We Always Keep God Waiting While We Admit More Importunate Suitors.

We Sometimes Laugh From Ear To Ear, But It Would Be Impossible For A Smile To Be Wider Than The Distance Between Our Eyes.