Quotes
Quotes about Wit
She comes majestic with her swelling sails, The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales; Now flirting at their length the streamers play, And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.
It would have been as though he [President Andrew Johnson] were in a boat of stone with masts of steel, sails of lead, ropes of iron, the devil at the helm, the wrath of God for a breeze, and hell for his destination.
Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell-- Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave,-- Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave.
Again she plunges! hark! a second shock Bilges the splitting vessel on the rock; Down on the vale of death, with dismal cries, The fated victims shuddering cast their eyes In wild despair; while yet another stroke With strong convulsion rends the solid oak: Ah Heaven!--behold her crashing ribs divide! She loosens, parts, and spreads in ruin o'er the tide.
O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her) Dashed all to pieces! O, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Poor souls, they perished!
Every drunken skipper trusts to Providence. But one of the ways of Providence with drunken skippers is to run them on the rocks.
I was not made of common calf, Nor ever meant for country loon; If with an axe I seem cut out, The workman was no cobbling clown; A good jack boot with double sole he made, To roam the woods, or through the rivers wade.
Marry because you have drank with the king, And the king hath so graciously pledged you, You shall no more be called shoemakers. But you and yours to the world's end Shall be called the trade of the gentle craft.
As he cobbled and hammered from morning till dark, With the footgear to mend on his knees, Stitching patches, or pegging on soles as he sang, Out of tune, ancient catches and glees.
The title of Ultracrepidarian critics has been given to those persons who find fault with small and insignificant details.
When we see a man with bad shoes, we say it is no wonder, if he is a shoemaker. [Fr., Quand nous veoyons un homme mal chausse, nous disons que ce n'est pas merveille, s'il est chausstier.]
But from the hoop's bewitching round, He very shoe has power to wound.
Where is home? Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart's tears can dry at their own pace.
I've that within for which there are no plasters.
Some maladies are rich and precious and only to be acquired by the right of inheritance or purchased with gold. - Nathaniel Hawthorne,
And finds with keen, discriminating sight, Black's not so black--nor white so very white.
Then purg'd with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see.
For any man with half an eye, What stands before him may espy; But optics sharp it needs I ween, To see what is not to be seen.
A monster frightful, formless, immense, with sight removed. [Lat., Monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens, cui lumen ademptum.]
The silent influence of books, is a mighty power in the world; and there is a joy in reading them known only to those who read them with desire and enthusiasm. Silent, passive, and noiseless though they be, they yet set in action countless multitudes, and change the order of nations.
The aspects of things that are most important to us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity. -Prof. Ludwig Wittgenstein.
Jesus saw a man use his hand to cup water from a stream and Jesus threw away his cup. Jesus saw a woman comb her hair with her fingers and Jesus threw away his last possession: his comb. from The Islamic Jesus.
Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.
Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind. With respect to luxuries and comforts, the wisest have even lived a more simple and meagre life than the poor. -Henry David Thoreau.
I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing: But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!
