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A Hundred Eyes Were Fixed On Her, And Half As Many Hearts Lost To Her.

Strange When You Come To Think Of It, That Of All Countless Folk Who Have Lived On This Planet, Not One Is Known In History Or In Legend As Having Died Of Laughter.

Somehow, Our Sense Of Justice Never Turns In Its Sleep Till Long After The Sense Of Injustice In Others Has Been Thoroughly Aroused.

The Non-conformist Conscience Makes Cowards Of Us All.

Has The Gift Of Laughter Been Withdrawn From Me? I Protest That I Do Still, At The Age Of Forty-seven, Laugh Often And Loud And Long. But Not, I Believe, So Long And Loud And Often As In My Less Smiling Youth. And I Am Proud, Nowadays, Of Laughing, And Grateful To Any One Who Makes Me Laugh. That Is A Bad Sign. I No Longer Take Laughter As A Matter Of Course.