“I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.”

“Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.”

“For what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.”

“In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:It wearies me; you say it wearies you;But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,I am to learn;And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,That I have much ado to know myself.”

“Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?"Malvolio: "Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused. I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art."Feste: "But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in you wits than a fool.”

“This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,Which gives men stomach to digest his wordsWith better appetite.”

“The miserable have no other medicineBut only hope:I have hope to live, and am prepared to die.”