Quotes About Cleverness

She couldn't have found anything nastier to say if she had thought it out with both hands for a fortnight.

It startled him even more when just after he was awarded the Galactic Institute's Prize for Extreme Cleverness he got lynched by a rampaging mob of respectable physicists who had finally realized that the one thing they really couldn't stand was a smartass.

It's good to leave your room super-messy when you're away. Whoever tries to break into your room will thought it has already been ransacked.

It startled him even more when just after he was awarded the Galactic Institute's Prize for Extreme Cleverness he got lynched by a rampaging mob of respectable physicists who had finally realized that the one thing they really couldn't stand was a smart-ass.

You must remember, too," he added, "that we deal with no ordinary criminal, but with the second greatest brain in the world." I forbore to pander to his conceit by asking the obvious question.

The case was not quite satisfactory to me. All along I was strongly under the impression that we were dealing with a cold-blooded and premeditated crime committed by someone who had contented themselves (very cleverly) with using Monsieur Renauld's own plans for throwing the police off the track. The great criminal (as you may remember my remarking to you once) is always supremely simple." -- Hercule Poirot

A murderer is always a gambler. And, like many gamblers, a murderer often does not know when to stop. With each crime his opinion of his own abilities is strengthened. His sense of proportion is warped. He does not say, 'I have been clever and lucky!' No, he says only, 'l have been clever!' And his opinion of his cleverness grows... and then, roes amis, the ball spins

Wargrave murdered Edward Seton all right, murdered him as surely as if he'd stuck a stiletto through him! But he was clever enough to do it from the judge's seat in wig and gown. So in the ordinary way you can't bring his little crime home to him.

It's well-nigh impossible, sir. But this particular escape was extraordinarily well planned and carried out. We haven't nearly got to the bottom of it yet.

I have, let me confess it in all humility, a pitiful human wish that someone should know just how clever I have been…

It may be said that his wit shines at the expense of his memory.

I saw immediately what they were: human technology that had become haunted, possessed by quick, gleaming cleverness. I had seen smart machines before then, but nothing with the agility and cunning of true intelligence. I knew instantly that these were a different order of machine. Some alchemy of chaos and complexity had given their minds powers of consciousness and free will.

The best mobile phone had the best mathematician. They know how to fit a huge amount of data into a small amount of space. How to do things efficiently, how to do them cleverly.

Your normal Wall Street big-swinging Richard has enough of a lingering moral compass to at least tell himself that his wizardry benefits somebody or something besides himself. You know, his cleverness makes capital markets more efficient. It provides credit to productive enterprise. Whatever.

Crazy people only lose their cunning last, if they ever lose it.

(C)(P) IN THE COMING YEARS I PREDICT THAT MEN WILL FACE A MUCH GREATER PREDICAMENT FROM THOSE WOMEN WHO ARE ALWAYS SMARTER TO USE THEIR -IPHONES- AND TRACK THEIR EVERY MOVE OF INFIDELITY. MOST MEN ARE JUST CLEVER, BUT NOT WISE!

I'll pun him so many puns that even his arrogance will finally be expunged.

You look at Richard Pryor and Robert Klein and George Carlin and Richard Lewis - those guys were so smart, they were the thinking-man stand-ups.

I am firmly of the opinion that women who make a lot of effort to hang onto their looks in middle age (unless they are beauties, entertainers or prostitutes) are rather sad, as one should surely have something more substantial to recommend one by this time, such as kindness or cleverness.

I do believe that even if you're the most clever person around and you figure out the 'whodunit' and you're not surprised - that shouldn't prevent you from enjoying the story.

An age which is incapable of poetry is incapable of any kind of literature except the cleverness of a decadence.

One of Dalziel's dicta for police and public was, if you can't be honest you'd better be fucking clever.

I have played the fox, now I must play the cat of the fable.

But if you're very clever, I think there's something that can unhinge you if you're not careful.