While it may not heighten our sympathy, wit widens our horizons by its flashes, revealing remote hidden affiliations and drawing laughter from far afield; humor, in contrast, strikes up fellow feeling, and though it does not leap so much across time and space, enriches our insight into the universal in familiar things, lending it a local habitation and a name.
Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humor? No, the world must be peopled.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Benedick, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 2, sc. 3, l. 240-2.
Refusing to be intimidated by mocking words ("sentences" means maxims) from pursuing his inclination, and loving Beatrice.)
A college of wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humor. Dost thou think I care for a satire or an epigram?
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Benedick, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 5, sc. 4, l. 100-2.
Having sworn he would never marry, he is teased by Don Pedro for agreeing to marry Beatrice; "college" means assembly.)