Quotes
Quotes about Wit
There is no strong performance without a little fanaticism in the performer.
There is no strong performance without a little fanaticism in the performer.
Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
When last the young Orlando parted from you, He left a promise to return again Within a hour; and pacing through the forest, Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy, Lo, what befell!
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engend'red in the eyes, With gazing fed, and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies.
The dream of reason produces monsters. Imagination deserted by reason creates impossible, useless thoughts. United with reason, imagination is the mother of all art and the source of all its beauty.
Squinting upon the lustre Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre; And, snuffing with a wrythed nose the Amber, The Musk and Civet that perfum'd the chamber.
All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man. But art not thou thyself giddy with the fashion too, that thou hast shifted out of thy tale into telling me of the fashion?
I'll be at charges for a looking-glass And entertain a score or two of tailors To study fashions to adorn my body: Since I am crept in favor with myself, I will maintain it with some little cost.
A woman's dress should be like a barbed- wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view.
The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Of Cato, and of Rome.
Success, the mark no mortal wit, Or surest hand, can always hit: For whatsoe'er we perpetrate, We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate, Which in success oft disinherits, For spurious causes, noblest merits.
They are raised on high that they may be dashed to pieces with a greater fall. [Lat., Tolluntur in altum Ut lapsu gaviore ruant.]
Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow.
Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.
A diamond with a flaw is better than a common stone that is perfect.
A man's personal defects will commonly have with the rest of the world precisely that importance which they have to himself. If he makes light of them, so will other men.
Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth; If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.
Because those, who twit others with their faults, should look at home. [Lat., Quia, qui alterum incusat probi, eum ipsum se intueri oportet.]
Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth, But, being moody, give him time and scope, Till that his passions, like a whale on ground, Confound themselves with working.
If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice.
His frown was full of terror, and his voice Shook the delinquent with such fits of awe As left him not, till penitence had won Lost favor back again, and clos'd the breach.
You are uneasy, . . . you never sailed with me before, I see.
Keep your fears to yourself but share your courage with others
The February sunshine steeps your boughs And tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
