Eyes--the head's chief of police. They watch and make mental notes. A blind person is like a city abandoned by the authorities. On... sad days they cry. In these carefree times they weep only from tender emotions.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Yet some natures are too good to be spoiled by praise, and wherever the vein of thought reaches down into the profound, there is n...o danger from vanity. Solemn friends will warn them of the danger of the head's being turned by the flourish of trumpets, but they can afford to smile.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I've an irritating chuckle, I've a celebrated sneer, I've an entertaining snigger, I've a fascinating leer;... To everybody's prejudice I know a thing or two; I can tell a woman's age in half a minute--and I do--LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Somebody said that it couldn't be done, But he with a chuckle replied... That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A nation grown free in a single day is a child born with the limbs and the vigour of a man, who would take a drawn sword for his r...attle, and set the house in a blaze that he might chuckle over the splendour.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I heard that a distinguished wise man and reformer asked him if he did not want the world to be changed; but he answered with a ch...uckle of surprise in his Canadian accent, not knowing that the question had ever been entertained before, "No, I like it well enough." It would have suggested many things to a philosopher to have dealings with him. To a stranger he appeared to know nothing of things in general; yet I sometimes saw in him a man whom I had not seen before, and I did not know whether he was as wise as Shakespeare or as simply ignorant as a child, whether to suspect him of a fine poetic consciousness or of stupidity. A townsman told me that when he met him sauntering through the village in his small close- fitting cap, and whistling to himself, he reminded him of a prince in disguise.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We are a nation that has always gone in for the loud laugh, the wow, the yak, the belly laugh, and the dozen other labels for the ...roll-'em-in-the-aisles gagerissimo. This is the kind of laugh that delights actors, directors, and producers, but dismays writers of comedy because it is the laugh that often dies in the lobby. The appreciative smile, the chuckle, the soundless mirth, so important to the success of comedy, cannot be understood unless one sits among the audience and feels the warmth created by the quality of laughter that the audience takes home with it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »