Wit is the appearance, the external flash of imagination. Thus its divinity, and the witty character of mysticism.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Wit is so shining a quality that everybody admires it; most people aim at it, all people fear it, and few love it unless in themselves. A man must have a good share of wit himself to endure a great share of it in another.
Wit consists in knowing the resemblance of things that differ, and the difference of things that are alike.
There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit.
Generally speaking, there is more wit than talent in the world. Society swarms with witty people who lack talent.
Wit is the lowest form of humor.
The wit makes fun of other persons; the satirist makes fun of the world; the humorist makes fun of himself, but in so doing, he identifies himself with people - that is, people everywhere, not for the purpose of taking them apart, but simply revealing their true nature.
To be witty is not enough. One must possess sufficient wit to avoid having too much of it.
Wit is the most rascally, contemptible, beggarly thing on the face of the earth.
Wit is an explosion of the compound spirit.
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.