Now all these are an affliction, a collection of absurdities of which we must cure the nation.

If we cannot cure the nation of absurdity we cannot set her free.

Let it be our rule to combine gaiety with gravity and we will acquire a saving sense of proportion.

Only the solemn man is dull; the serious man has a natural fund of gaiety: we need only be natural to bring back joy to serious endeavour.

Then we shall begin to move.