


Irony is, along with pity, a good counselor: Irony, in smiling, makes life pleasurable while pity, who cries, makes it sacred.
Irony is a clear consciousness of an eternal agility, of the infinitely abundant chaos.
Irony is a device of the high bred which allows them to dress vulgarity in the most indirect and most polite terms.
Irony is a kind of intellectual tear-'gas that breaks the nerves and paralyzes the muscles of everyone in its vicinity, an acid that will corrode healthy as well as decayed tissues.
Irony is a stage in the cultivation of the spirit preceded by immediacy and followed by ethics, humor, and finally religiosity.
Irony is a way of achieving a deeper understanding of and ultimately a more earnest commitment to what comes to emerge as one's final vocabulary.
Irony is an abnormal development which, like the abnormality in the livers of Strasbourg geese, ends by killing the individual.