Quotes About Humor

It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous, that you realise just how much you love them!

It is a fundamental axiom of married life that you must lie to a woman. She likes it!

I wouldn't like to deprive you of the pleasure of being clever at my expense!

With a sigh the young mother returned to the hearthrug and, by way of carrying out her principles of stern neglect, butted her son three times in the stomach so that he caught hold of her hair and pulled it with gleeful yells. Then they rolled over and over in a grand rough-and-tumble until the door opened

This hunting of the fox, you need the dogs, no?' 'Hounds,' I corrected gently. 'Yes, of course.' 'But yet,' Poirot wagged his finger at me. 'You did not descend from your horse and run along the ground smelling with your nose and uttering loud Ow Ows?

He was a man of whom nearly everybody was a little afraid. Why this last was so can hardly be stated in definite words. There was a feeling, perhaps, that he knew a little too much about everybody. And there was a feeling, too, that his sense of humor was a curious one.

I should hope so. But, my dear, I do beg of you to guard your tongue and be careful of what you say. These women are singularly deficient in humour, remember, and take everything seriously.

Pas encore. Qa m'amuse." "Really, Poirot!" "Yes, my friend. I grow old and childish, do I not?

The amount of women you hear say, "If Donald—or Arthur—or whatever his name was—had only lived." And I sometimes think but if he had, he'd have been a stout, unromantic, short-tempered, middle-aged husband as likely as not.

You really have the best opinion of yourself of anyone I ever knew!' I cried, divided between amusement and annoyance.

Well, you know, bigamy is bigamy.

Oh, Lord," muttered Anthony, "what a lot of funny people it does take to make a world.

She looked, I decided this morning, much more like a horse than a human being. In fact she would have been a very nice horse with a little grooming.

She adopted a lighter tone.

I make a good income and I only kill a reasonable number of my patients. How's that?

I do not complain," said Poirot, and proceeded to do so.

Every man has his own way of courting the female sex. I should not, myself, choose to do it with photographs of spleens, diseased or otherwise.

Come out with all the old inane cliches and curl a sardonic lip at them.

If it's epilepsy we ought to put a cork in his mouth. Who's got a cork?" Nobody had a cork.

I couldn't help laughing to myself at little M. Poirot in the role of a panther.

Humor distorts nothing, and only false gods are laughed off their earthly pedestals.

Humor brings insight and tolerance. Irony brings a deeper and less friendly understanding.

Humor distorts nothing, and only false gods are laughed off their pedestals.

Jag minns att hon talade stockholmska. 'Hesten eter grönt gres.' Hon fick upprepa det; lika roligt varje gång.