Quotes
Quotes about Wit
He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name.
Miss: A title with which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market. Miss, Misses (Mrs.) and Mister (Mr.) are the three most distinctly disagreeable words in the language, in sound and sense. Two are corruptions of Mistress, the other of Master. If we must have them, let us be consistent and give one to the unmarried man. I venture to suggest Mush, abbreviated to MH.
Having supplied them with names, omnipotence, justice, knowledge, providence, - what are they?
I was learning the importance of namesâ having them, making themâbut at the same time I sensed the dangers. Recognition was followed by oblivion, a yawning maw whose victims disappeared without a trace.
Every human being has hundreds of separate people living under his skin. The talent of a writer is his ability to give them their separate names, identities, personalities and have them relate to other characters living with him.
Guard against the prestige of great names; see that your judgments are your own; and do not shrink from disagreement; no trusting without testing.
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it.
A nation, like a person, has a mind--a mind that must be kept informed and alert, that must know itself, that understands the hopes and needs of its neighbors--all the other nations that live within the narrowing circle of the world.
We estimate the wisdom of nations by seeing what they did with their surplus capital.
Nature does nothing without purpose or uselessly.
No one finds fault with defects which are the result of nature.
Rich with the spoils of nature.
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another. In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of God.
To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
I look upon all creatures equally; none are less dear to me and none more dear. But those who worship me with love live in me, and I come to life in them.
Whenever man comes up with a better mousetrap, nature immediately comes up with a better mouse.
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
Man is a blind, witless, low brow, anthropocentric clod who inflicts lesions upon the earth.
Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them.
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned; yet they will hardly believe there be many so wise as themselves.
Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.
Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the only bird a typical American child ever sees is a canary in a pet shop window? When the only wild animal he knows is a rat - glimpsed on a night drive through some city slum? When the only tree he touches is the cleverly fabricated plastic evergreen that shades his gifts on Christmas morning?
