Laughter is the mind's intonation. There are ways of laughing which have the sound of counterfeit coins.

Laughter is the mind's intonation. There are ways of laughing which have the sound of counterfeit coins.

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Laughing is not always the proof of a mind at ease.

Man is a mind betrayed, not served, by his organs.

I feel sure that coups d'?tat would go much better if there were seats, boxes, and stalls so that one could see what was happening and not miss anything.