I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same. Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, âMay I come in?â is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, âI am here. -
Bram Stoker