Let each man have the wit to go his own way.

He was known for great wit at a young age.

De Wit died in 1755, at the age of 77.

The only thing he can really get to is his own wit.

I had enough wit to know what would happen now.

He was a man who tried to help me learn the Wit.

You have more wit than God gave most men, and your heart was always strong.

But I should never have had the wit to think of such a plan.

Did you not have the wit to understand what was being done to me?

And for a man of wit this is usually possible, he said.

Or else she could not have the wit to do this.

It is a kind of wit I can do without.

Did he have the wit to see what that would mean?

But I had the wit to keep that to myself.

That is one of the best things about the Wit.

Yet he had just the wit to play the part that I set him.

You were after having the wit to take it, which was the point.

I think it's the reason for most people who have the wit to ask what life's all about in the first place.

In that way it is also a work of great wit.

She also had a quick wit and an answer to everything.

The word in question (so the story goes) was not without a kind of wit.

"Not one of you has the wit to run a true course!"

"Not if you have the wit to stay out of her way."

That is to say, he considered himself something of a wit.

And his lack of wit to see what she saw.