Wit Quotes
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In Paris, you learn wit, in London you learn to crush your social rivals, and in Florence you learn poise.
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Wit is the refractory pupil of judgment.
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Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.
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Irreverence is easy - whats hard is wit.
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if anyone present wishes to make me the subject of his wit, I am very much at his service--with my sword--whenever he has leisure.
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The old notion that brevity is the essence of wit has succumbed to the modern idea that tedium is the essence of quality.
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Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
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Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food.
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The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen As is the razor's edge invisible.
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The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.
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Those who object to wit are envious of it.
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Where judgment has wit to express it, there's the best orator.
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Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!
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The wit of men compared to that of women is like rouge compared to the rose.
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Wit gives an edge to sense, and recommends it extremely.
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Wit has as few true judges as painting.
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I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
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Anyway Ri Ri what rhymes wit your name really? Money got you vacationing in Chile
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Manner is all in all, whate'er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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As wit is too hard for power in council, so power is too hard for wit in action.
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It seems with wit and good-nature, Utrum horum mavis accipe. Taste and good-nature are universally connected.
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Beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
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And writers say, as the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Even so by love the young and tender wit Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud, Losing his verdure even in the prime, And all the fair effects of future hopes.
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Humor is wit and love.
