I must really be a very dull dog.

If she were not fond of me I don't see how a bright woman like Judith could tolerate my society for half an hour.
I don't think I contribute to the world's humour; but the world's humour contributes much to my own entertainment, and things which appear amusing to me do not appeal, when I point them out, to the risible faculties of another.

Every individual, I suppose, like every civilisation, must have his own standard of humour.

If I were a Roman (instead of an English) Epicurean, I should have died with laughter at the sight of a fat Christian martyr scudding round the arena while chased by a hungry lion.

At present I should faint with horror.