Make every effort, and if you understand your trade well, and know your master, you must compel him to laugh till he cries, when he would fain wail for grief, like a little girl.

You know princes too, sir, but I know them better.

They are gods on earth, and won't submit to the universal lot of mortals, to endure pain and anguish.

When people are ill, the physician is summoned, and in trouble we are at hand.

Things are as we take them--the gravest face may have a wart, upon which a jest can be made.
When you have once laughed at a misfortune, its sting loses its point.
We deaden it--we light up the darkness--even though it be with a will 'o the wisp--and if we understand our business, manage to hack the lumpy dough of heavy sorrow into little pieces, which even a princely stomach can digest." "A coughing fool can do that too, so long as there is nothing wanting in his upper story." "You are mistaken, indeed you are.