A great piece of music make people to close their eyes but a great magic effect make their eyes wide open.

Cats are meowable gloves you don’t wear, you pet to keep your hands warm. But I keep my hands warm the old-fashioned way—by applauding all the political rhetoric coming out of Washington DC.

You clap. The Censor wakes up. We all get into trouble.

Applause: the echo of a prejudice.

I won’t clap when you die. I mean I would cheer, but applause would be inappropriate at your funeral, an event I’d miss because I’ll be celebrating.

The indescribable pleasure—which pales the rest of life’s joys—is abundant compensation for the investigator who endures the painful and persevering analytical work that precedes the appearance of the new truth, like the pain of childbirth....

I don’t expect congratulations for successful beginning, what I want is the applaud at successful ending.

I measured the length of my hand today, and just as I thought, it’s exactly as long as my other hand. I was so excited I started clapping.

Any honours that come our way are only stolen from him to whom alone they really belong, the Lord who sent us.

For those of you in the cheap seats I’d like ya to clap your hands to this one; the rest of you can just rattle your jewelry!

As an author, I like self-help, because clapping can be done by myself, for myself. I should buy gloves.

Some of these decisions might not attract applause but certainly people have to understand that in the end, we shall all benefit,

An applause is not just the recognition of good performance, but its proof of being different than the crowd.

I am Clap Man. It’s a reverse super power, because instead of me doing the heavy lifting, I just applaud and encourage and others do all the work.