Quotes About Humor

Es una tradición de lo más divertida. -La quema de brujas también lo era -replicó Melody-. A menos que fueras una bruja.

The woman looked up at Lift. "He's right about that, um…" "Say it," Lift said. "Your Pancakefulness." "Rolls right off the tongue, doesn't it?

If Wayne isn't in here somewhere already," Wax said, "I'll eat your handbag and try to burn it for Allomantic power.

Do I need to wriggle my breasts at you again?" "No, please. I don't know if I'd be able to stand the theological debate that would follow.

Look who's full of himself," MeLaan said from her chair. "He's always full of himself," Wayne said, cracking a walnut. "Mostly on account of him eatin' his own fingernails. I seen him do it.

I'm smart enough not to follow my own advice, thank you very much.

And if they could shoot the rusting thing," Wayne added, "the bullet would be small as a flea." Marasi sighed. "Wayne, can't you ever let a joke die?" "Hon, that joke started dead," he said. "I'm just givin' it a proper burial.

For a second," Megan added, "I thought you were going to be forced into the bathroom there with me. Too bad. It would have been amusing to watch you squirm.

in case Wayne failed." "Which never happens." Wayne grinned and took a bite of his apple, hopping off his steps to walk beside Waxillium. "Except that one time. And that other one time. But those don't matter, onnacount of my getting hit to the head enough times that I can't remember them.

Well, that was fun," Grandpa said as he climbed to his feet. "Anyone dead?" "Does my pride count?" Draulin asked, dusting herself off. "I don't think so," Grandpa said. "I killed that years ago. Dif, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but shoving my grandson out of planes is usually my job. So next time, kindly refrain until I give the word." "Sorry, sir," Dif said, looking abashed.

The comment quieted the room, like a sudden shout of "Who wants extra bacon?" at a bar mitzvah.

Everyone shut up and listen!" Steris snapped. "Or I will barf on the table to get your attention!" The entire room stared at her. "I'll do it," she warned. "I keep medication in my handbag to produce the effect. You'd be surprised at how often the option is relevant.

I don't talk to myself because I'm crazy." "No?" "I do it because I'm awesome.

It's nice to see that cannibalism has been so logically ruled out as an option," Raoden said dryly.

Wayne popped one in his mouth—candied bacon wrapped around a walnut. "How is it?" Wax asked. "Tastes like cotton candy," Wayne said, relishing the flavor, "made of baby.

I told Kaladin, 'I'm gonna fly those Reshi guys up high.' And Kaladin said, 'I don't think that's a good—' but I didn't let him finish, because he was going to grumble

I suggested she write down her thoughts" He said, "...and, well, my daughter is a very thorough woman." "I can see that." Waxillium said. "I suggest that you never ask her to pass the milk" Wayne added under his breath, so only Waxillium could hear "She seems likely to throw a cow at you just to be certain the job is done thoroughly.

I don't want to anger your grandmother by getting you killed. She made me a pie last week.

Don't try," Waxillium said. "Logic doesn't work on Wayne." "I bought a ward against it off a traveling fortune-teller," Wayne explained. "It lets me add two 'n' two and get a pickle." "I … have no response to that," Marasi said.

Don't tell anyone I said it?" I smiled. "I'll be quiet as a buttered snail sneaking through a Frenchman's kitchen.

Someone doesn't need to be the least bit funny to be an utter clown.

Logic doesn't work on Wayne." "I bought a ward against it off a traveling fortune-teller," Wayne explained. "It lets me add two 'n' two and get a pickle.

Cody said. "And David…" "Yeah?" "Y'all ever stick your tongue in my ear, and I'll shoot ya in yer bagpipes.

How was I going to tell my boyfriend that half of me was now an interdimensional eldritch abomination from outside time and space? At the very least, was there maybe a less silly way of wording that?