Big head, little wit.

A jest breaks no bones.

Laughter always arises from a gaiety of disposition, absolutely incompatible with contempt and indignation.

I used to think that everyone was just being funny. But now I don’t know. I mean, how can you tell?

It is easy to distinguish between the joking that reflects good breeding and that which is coarse—the one, if aired at an apposite moment of mental relaxation, is becoming in the most serious of men, whereas the other is unworthy of any free person, if the content is indecent or the expression obscene.