As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Interpretation
The speaker sees themselves not just as clever, but as a source of cleverness in others.
This quote by William Shakespeare highlights the dual nature of wit; it suggests that the speaker possesses an intrinsic cleverness while also inspiring or provoking wit in those around them. It reflects on the social dynamics of humor and the way that individuals influence each other's expression of intelligence and creativity.
In practice
In a toast at a wedding, one might say this quote to celebrate how the couple brings out the best in each other's humor.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Let me tell you what I look like: pale face, long hair, and a tiny start of a paunch. In addition, an awkward gait, and a cigar in the mouth and a pen in pocket or hand.
Do you know what prepares you for the mental hospital? Being a prime minister's wife.
It is a cliche that most cliches are true, but then like most cliches, that cliche is untrue.
I think a rotisserie is like a really morbid ferris wheel for chickens. It’s a strange piece of machinery . . . We will take the chicken, kill it, impale it, and then rotate it. And I’ll be damned if I’m not hungry! Because spinning chicken carcasses make my mouth water! I like dizzy chicken. With a side of potatoes of some sort.
men are so conceited they’ll believe anything that flatters them
I don't get up, get dressed, go out, and think, 'Okay, I gotta find eight jokes.'
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