Great Moments in Listening
William F. Buckley, Jr. remembering the ailing David Niven:
David thought that funny, but then he thought almost everything funny, only now he had to guard against abandoned laughter, because it convulsed him. The last time, again while painting, he could not control himself. "Ran into someone I hadn't seen for years, in Gstaad, and he shouted out from his car, 'Niven, how the hell are you?' And I shouted back as best I could: 'Well, Sam, you see, I got this blood disease-ease--' and he interrupted and said, 'Oh, well, I've got a bloody new car myself!'" Paintbrushes in hand, he doubled over laughing.