Quotes About Humor

I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

His jest shall savour but a shallow wit, when thousands more weep than did laugh it.

I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.

For what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

Since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief.

I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor not pursuing his, And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me.

Jesters do oft prove prophets.

Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.

Were't not for laughing, I should pity him.

A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.

How now, my sweet creature of bombast! How long is't ago, Jack, since thou saw'st thien own knee?

Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?

This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak. 'Tis charity to show.

I, sir, am Dromio; command him away. I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay.

O, they have lived long on the alms-basket of words. I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.

Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. SPEED: And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.

Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.

Come, thou tortoise!

The reason why the seven stars are no more than seven is a pretty reason. King Lear: Because they are not eight? Fool: Yes, indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool.

If you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek!

Though this knave came something saucily into this world before he was sent for, yet was is mother Fair; there was good sport at his making, and the Whoreson must be acknowledged.

After she married the Duke of York, she immediately transformed his life, bringing him love, understanding, sympathy and support for which he had always craved. She inspired him, she calmed him and she enabled him for the first time in his life to believe in himself. Her sense of humor awoke his own, her natural gaiety lightened him. Their marriage was a rare union in which each complemented and enhanced the other.

Through some happy accident of heredity he had escaped his father's tediousness, while retaining a little of his mother's jolly high spirits and humor. This did not make him anything special, but at least he was good-natured.