Apollo Quote by Robert G. Ingersoll
““Strike, with hand of fire, O weird musician, thy harp strung with Apollo's golden hair; fill the vast cathedral aisles with symphonies sweet and dim, deft toucher of the organ keys; blow, bugler, blow, until thy silver notes do touch and kiss the moonlit waves, and charm the lovers wandering 'mid the vine-clad hills. But know, your sweetest strains are discords all, compared with childhood's happy laugh—the laugh that fills the eyes with light and every heart with joy. O rippling river of laughter, thou art the blessed boundary line between the beasts and men; and every wayward wave of thine doth drown some fretful fiend of care. O Laughter, rose-lipped daughter of Joy, there are dimples enough in thy cheeks to catch and hold and glorify all the tears of grief.””
About This Quote
Source Poem: Unknown, 19th‑century rhetorical piece
The speaker praises music and laughter, contrasting their transcendent power with ordinary joy, and sees laughter as a healing force that soothes grief.
In simple terms: Music and laughter heal, surpassing ordinary joy.
Embrace laughter to ease sorrow.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- celebrations
- personal loss
- mental health coping
- creative expression
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How can you turn laughter into lasting resilience?
- When does music become a substitute for action?
Laughter may not solve practical problems, only provide temporary relief.