Yellow, Blue, Brown, Red: A Collection of Essays, Poems, and Short Stories |
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Laughter , the Sweetest Music DO YOU sometimes feel so full inside that you come close to exploding ? ... A laugh , said the eminent essayist Charles Lamb more than a century and a half ago , is " worth a hundred groans in any market .
Laughter , the Sweetest Music DO YOU sometimes feel so full inside that you come close to exploding ? ... A laugh , said the eminent essayist Charles Lamb more than a century and a half ago , is " worth a hundred groans in any market .
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Greeley's repartee recalls other such devastating rejoinders which invite either smile or laughter . President Lincoln left a storehouse of such gems . When one day he received a delegation seeking the removal of General Grant from his ...
Greeley's repartee recalls other such devastating rejoinders which invite either smile or laughter . President Lincoln left a storehouse of such gems . When one day he received a delegation seeking the removal of General Grant from his ...
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We ought to catch a lot of laughs as we move around . Life is serious business and we are likely to hang ourselves with our newest necktie if we do not remember to laugh in the nick of time . Maybe – just maybe you ( this time I change ...
We ought to catch a lot of laughs as we move around . Life is serious business and we are likely to hang ourselves with our newest necktie if we do not remember to laugh in the nick of time . Maybe – just maybe you ( this time I change ...
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How to Grow Old Gracefuly | 7 |
Take It Easy Learn to Look and Listen | 12 |
Laughter the Sweetest Music | 15 |
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