Mark Twain
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A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain.
Habit is habit and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time.
Humor is the great thing, the saving thing. The minute it crops up, all our irritations and resentments slip away and a sunny spirit takes their place.
