humor
Luckily, I’m blessed with a well-developed sense of absurdity—it’s what saved me.
Calvin Tompkins, “No More Boring Art: John Baldessari’s Crusade,” The New Yorker, October 18, 2010, 42–49.
As a kid I was the youngest member of my family, and the youngest child in any family is always a jokemaker, because a joke is the only way he can enter into an adult conversation.
A Man Without a Country (New York: Seven Stories Press, 2005), 1.