There is many a man hath more hair than wit.—Shakespeare.
You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come;
Knock as you please, there's nobody at home.
—Pope.
Wit does not take the place of knowledge.—Vauvenargues.
To place wit before good sense is to place the superfluous before the necessary.—M. de Montlosier.
Woman.—Honor to women! they twine and weave the roses of heaven into the life of man; it is they that unite us in the fascinating bonds of love; and, concealed in the modest veil of the graces, they cherish carefully the external fire of delicate feeling with holy hands.—Schiller.
The world was sad!—the garden was a wild!
And man, the hermit, sigh'd—till woman smiled.
—Campbell.
A young man rarely gets a better vision of himself than that which is reflected from a true woman's eyes; for God himself sits behind them.—J.G. Holland.
O, if the loving, closed heart of a good woman should open before a man, how much controlled tenderness, how many veiled sacrifices and dumb virtues, would he see reposing therein?—Richter.
Seek to be good, but aim not to be great;
A woman's noblest station is retreat;
Her fairest virtues fly from public sight;
Domestic worth,—that shuns too strong a light.
—Lord Lyttleton.
Nature sent women into the world with this bridal dower of love, for this reason, that they might be, what their destination is, mothers, and love children, to whom sacrifices must ever be offered and from whom none are to be obtained.—Richter.