A whole sense, however, is not congruous with the fervid beliefs and soaring ambitions of eighteen.

Your sense of humour, that delicate percipience of proportion, that subrident check on impulse, that touch of the divine fellowship with human frailty, is a thing of mellower growth.

It is a solvent and not an excitant.

It does not stimulate to sublime effort; but it can cool raging passion.

It can take the salt from tears, the bitterness from judgment, the keenness from despair; but in its universal manifestation it would effectually stop a naval engagement.
Paul laughed.