The Soul Of Wit

The Soul Of Wit

This business is well ended.
My liege and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is,
Why day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief: your noble son is mad.
Mad call I it, for, to define true madness,
What is ’t but to be nothing else but mad?
But let that go.

via Kevin Clarke

Originally shared by John Lusk

Wow. Unearthed by Hacker News. Unix shell scripter unloads on Donald Knuth in the most elegant way possible.
http://www.leancrew.com/all-this/2011/12/more-shell-less-egg/

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