Quotes from Arthur Frederick Saunders

Good-humor is the clear blue sky of the soul.

Brain cells create ideas. Stress kills brain cells. Stress is not a good idea

My heart to you is given: Oh, do give yours to me; We'll lock them up together, And throw away the key.

Love, indeed, lends a precious seeing to the eye, and hearing to the ear: all sights and sounds are glorified by the light of its presence.

Dean Swift proposed to tax beauty, and to leave every lady to rate her own charms; he said the tax would be cheerfully paid and very productive.