Quotes About Wit

Wit is a weapon. Jokes are a masculine way of inflicting superiority. But humour is the pursuit of a gentle grin, usually in solitude.

A good comedian can say things funny and other guys just say funny things.

That's a joke, son!

Hanging is too good for a man who makes puns; he should be drawn and quoted.

It sometimes happens at the end of a dinner, when jokes and walnuts are cracked together, that the paternity of some trite quotation is put in question, and at once the wit of the whole company is set wool-gathering.

Unlike some men, I had never drunk for boldness or charm or wit; I had used alcohol for precisely what it was, a depressant to check the mental exhilaration produced by extended sobriety.

You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm. It's really funny.

Why hasn't anyone killed him yet?" "Dumb luck," Wit said. "In that I'm lucky you're all so dumb.

If you are anything like me --- Clever, fond of goat cheese, and devilishly handsome --- then you have undoubtedly read many books.

That's because Wit is an asshole

Do you know why I dislike men like you, Venture?" "My insufferable charm and wit?" Elend asked. "I doubt it's my good looks – but, compared to that of an obligator, I suppose even my face could be enviable." Yomen's expression darkened. "How did a man like you ever end up at a table of negotiation?" "I was trained by a surly Mistborn, a sarcastic Terrisman, and a group of disrespectful thieves.

You have quite the clever tongue on you!" "I've never actually had someone's tongue on me," Shallan said, turning a page and not looking up, "clever or not. I'd hazard to consider it an unpleasant experience." "It ain't so bad," Gaz said.

Prof's ability makes mine look like a piece of rice. And not even a cooked one.

humor is the only thing I've got left. Humor and determination.

This is a lot more satisfying," he said, "when I have intelligent life whom I can render awed, rapt with attention for my clever verbosity." The ugly lizard-crab-thing on the next rock over clicked its claw, an almost hesitant sound. "Your right, of course," Wit said. "My usual audience isn't particularly intelligent. That was also the obvious joke, however, so shame on you.

I ain't grouchy," Teft snapped. "I just have a low threshold for stupidity.

Has no one done my son a service and assassinated you yet?" "No assassins yet," Wit said, amused. "I guess I've already got too much ass sass of my own."..."Oh really, Wit" she said. "I thought that kind of humour was beneath you." "So are you technically," Wit said, smiling, from atop his high-legged stool.

She stuck her tongue out at him. A totally rational and reasonable way to fight a demigod.

Do you know why I dislike men like you, Venture?" Yomen finally asked. "My insufferable charm and wit?" Elend asked. "I doubt it's my good looks - but, compared to that of an obligator, I suppose even my face could be enviable.

I'm so storming clever that half the time, even I can't follow what I'm talking about.

That's Australia. She's not dim-witted, she just has trouble remembering to be smart.

No, my friend," Wit said, standing up. "I've abandoned my real name. But when next we meet, I'll think of a clever one for you to call me. Until then, Wit will suffice—or if you must, you may call me Hoid. Watch yourself; Sadeas is planning a revelation at the feast tonight, though I know not what it is. Farewell. I'm sorry I didn't insult you more.

I've seen rocks that fly almost as well as you do - I could drop one in your seat, paint the head blue, and at least I'd stop getting lip!

I go to the gods," Rock said. He held up his finger. "There is one who lives here. One afah'liki. He is powerful god, but tricky. You should not have lost his flute." "I … don't think Wit is a god, Rock.