Without the door let sorrow lie,And if for cold it hap to die,We’ll bury ‘t in a Christmas pie,And evermore be merry.

Better Old King Cole and his merry soul than a hundred Jeremiahs.

Far more important than the tribulations and heartaches, the thrills, merriment, and pleasures of life is what you learn from it all. It isn’t the tunnel we pass through that matters; it’s what emerges on...

He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.

Optimism: That effervescent, blindingly- bright, perky, chipper, twittering quality you want to squash out of annoying people.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.