Quotes About Humor

I'm happy to scrap with you, Macey darling, but we might do a little too much damage in this small space.

That was Chas. Furious and black-hearted one minute, ready to crack a wry joke the next.

Her companion froze then his eyes widened and he began to laugh. Loudly, derisively, uproariously. His body shook and he leaned his shoulder against the wall as if needing to be held upright. Good grief. When the dark pain and anguish that always lingered in his countenance evaporated and turned into reckless humor instead, Chas became unbelievably handsome. Impossibly good-looking—so

Weeks passed, but my Word-A-Day Calendar was stuck on motherfucker.

sometimes laughter knocked out a few bricks from the barricade of segregation, so tall and so wide.

It was in the realm of his humor, and Carney had doubtless laughed. You get older and the old jokes grow less funny.

Why not remove his desk, bring in a treadmill, hang a carrot from the ceiling and stop all pretense already.

I do hope your friend is not as annoying as you are." "Goodness, why on earth would I have a friend who wasn't?

And if you were to come across her unexpectedly on the road, your heart would not beat faster like a trapped bird fluttering in your chest?" "A trapped bird?" Gray laughed. "Good God, man, what has come over you?" "I was trying to be poetical," Win said in a lofty manner. "I have the heart of a poet, you know." "You do not.

And I was fairly certain that my strong-enough-for-King-Kong-but-made-for-a-woman deodorant had utterly failed. --Doom with a View

My sister the booty police.

I'd even had business cards made up reading, ABIGAIL COOPER, P.I. with teeny-weeny little letters underneath in parentheses spelling out PSYCHIC INTUITIVE. Most people think I'm trying to be clever. The truth is, I'm a chickenshit.

Wow!" Dutch exclaimed as he took a gander at me. "You are a beautiful woman, Abby." "And you have excellent taste!" I deadpanned. I'd waited for years to say that line.

It stands to reason that anyone who learns to live well will die well. The skills are the same: being present in the moment, and humble, and brave, and keeping a sense of humor. (361)

Was that all it took? What? she asked, completely bewildered. To shut you up, he clarified with a definite grin this time. All it took was agreeing with you. She glared at him. If you'd ever tried agreeing with me before, you'd have known that, she snapped. I had to wait until you were right about something, he replied, then hurried to open the door before she could smack him, which she dearly wanted to do.

Humor was another of the soul's weapons in the fight for self-preservation.

George, you must realize that the world is a joke. There is no justice, everything is random. Only when you realize this will you understand how silly it is to take yourself seriously. There is no grand purpose in the universe. It just is. There's no particular meaning in what decision you make today about how to act.

El humor es otra de las armas del alma en su lucha por la supervivencia.

The neurotic who learns to laugh at himself may be on the way to self-management, perhaps to cure.

Thus the illusions some of us still held were destroyed one by one, and then, quite unexpectedly, most of us were overcome by a grim sense of humor. We knew that we had nothing to lose except our so ridiculously naked lives.

Gordon W. Allport's book, The Individual and His Religion: "The neurotic who learns to laugh at himself may be on the way to self-management, perhaps to cure.

It is well known that humor, more than anything else in the human make-up, can afford an aloofness and an ability to rise above any situation, even if only for a few seconds. … The attempt to develop a sense of humor and to see things in a humorous light is some kind of a trick learned while mastering the art of living. Yet it is possible to practice the art of living even in a concentration camp, although suffering is omnipresent.

Apart from that strange kind of humor, another sensation seized us: curiosity.

Humor was another of the soul's weapons in the fight for self-preservation. It is well known that humor, more than anything else in the human make-up, can afford an aloofness and an ability to rise above any situation, even if only for a few seconds.