09-14-2006 09:16 AM

Somebody has said “Wit is the sudden marriage of ideas which before their union were not perceived to have any relation”.
All my ideas are confirmed bachelors, thus I am using Mark Twain's wit:

 

"..I am the human race compacted and crammed into a single suit of clothes but quite able to represent  its entire massed multitude in all its moods and inspirations. In this world one must be like everybody else if he does not want to provoke scorn or envy or jealousy...

...Compliments make me vain: and when I am vain, I am insolent and overbearing. It is a pity too, because I like compliments. I love them even when they are not so.. I can live on a good compliment two weeks with nothing else to eat.


I am a great and sublime fool. But then I’m God's fool, and all His works must be contemplated with respect."
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