Most of you probably didn't know that I have a new book out. Some guy put together a collection of my wit and wisdom - or, as he calls it, my accidental wit and wisdom. But I'm kind of proud that my words are already in book form.
By wit we search divine aspect above,
By wit we learn what secrets science yields,
By wit we speak, by wit the mind is rul'd,
By wit we govern all our actions;
Wit is the loadstar of each human thought,
Wit is the tool by which all things are wrought.
For, until the wisdom of men bear some proportion to the wisdom of God, their attempts to find out the structure of his works, by the force of their wit and genius, will be vain.
After wisdom comes wit.
Wit is artificial; humor is natural. Wit is accidental; humor is inevitable. Wit is born of conscious effort; humor, of the allotted ironies of fate. Wit can be expressed only in language; humor can be developed sufficiently in situation.
Wit and wisdom are born with a man.
A proverb is the wisdom of many and the wit of one.
A proverb is one man's wit and all men's wisdom.
Will is guided by wisdom. Wisdom comes from introspection, looking inside yourself, probing, studying the wisdom of the teachers, the masters and bringing that into your mind.
An epigram is the marriage of wit and wisdom; a wisecrack, their divorce.
The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Should turn to writers of an abler sort, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style, Give truth a lustre, and make wisdom smile.
Genuine wit implies no small amount of wisdom and culture.
If thou hast wit and learning, add to it wisdom and modesty.
You have on hand those things that you need if you have but the wit and wisdom to use them.
I have ever thought so superstitiously of wit, that I fear I have committed idolatry against wisdom.
Mary Daheim writes with wit, wisdom, and a big heart. I love her books.