Wit is the sudden marriage of ideas which, before their union, were not perceived to have any relation.
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 invents; inspiration reveals. The inventions of wit are conceits - metaphors and paradoxes - that discover the secret correspondences that unite beings and things among and with themselves; inspiration is condemned to dissipate its revelations - unless a form can be found to contain them.
Conceit causes more conversation than wit.
Wit is educated insolence.
Sometimes a witticism has no truth behind it.
Marriage is the grave or tomb of wit.
Wit is an explosion of the compound spirit.
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.
Wit is the appearance, the external flash of imagination. Thus its divinity, and the witty character of mysticism.
Wit consists in knowing the resemblance of things that differ, and the difference of things that are alike.