Quotes About Humor

Recognizing you was understanding you had thoughts in your head, finding the same things funny or excruciating, remembering what you'd said months or even years after you'd said it.

Because hot eventually gets boring, but funny never does.

A sense of humor is always a bonus. As with dinner companions, so it is with short stories.

Cada vez que un hombre ríe, añade un par de días a su vida

For even satire is a form of sympathy.

There are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns...and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)

One could laugh at the world better if it didn't mix tender kindliness with its brutality.

he had read in the newspaper satirical remarks about initial-carvers, who could find no other road to immortality.

Oh, intellectually I believe in having a good heart, a chirpy penis, a lively intelligence, and the courage to say "shit!" in front of a lady.

Why don't you praise me up to the skies? She laughed. I should have the trouble of dragging you down again, she said.

He went straight to the sink where his wife was washing up. What, are thee there! he said boisterously. Sluther off an' let me wesh my-sen. You may wait till I've finished, said his wife. Oh mun I? - An' what if I shonna? This good-humoured threat amused Mrs Morel. Then you can go and wash yourself in the soft water tub.... With which he stood watching her a moment, then went away to wait for her.

I'm sorry I hurt your hand...with my face. -Bobby Pendragon

Nowadays when a good-looking woman flirts with me, however idly, I guffaw like some ruddy English lord, haw haw, har har, harr harr.

People usually told him the same joke two or three times.

Who gets the change? the clerk asked. You or...your fella? Oh, he's not my boyfriend, I said. He's my mother.

Sarcasm is a suit of armor.

She's got a certain feisty charm for a racist. Not to mention all those great dead-animal stories.

Joined together, they made a kind of centaur—half bastard, half bitch. Dottie would have laughed out loud at that.

Ma bent over and kissed Grandma, who sat ramrod straight in her chair and didn't respond. "Don't wait up for me, now," Ma laughed. "Do-on't worry," Grandma answered, rolling her eyes at the TV.

If there was a nuclear holocaust, there'd probably be two surviving life forms: cockroaches and Cher.

The truth, as I saw it, was that Daddy wouldn't have left if she hadn't always been Miss Doom and Gloom. "Pretty?" she said. "Really?" "Yeah, pretty ugly." Her lip shook. She reached for her spray. "God, I was only kidding," I said. "Can't you even take a joke?

manifest themselves in this struggle as courage, humor, cunning, and fortitude. They have retroactive force and will constantly call in question every victory, past and present, of the rulers. As flowers turn toward the sun, by dint of a secret heliotropism the past strives to turn toward that sun which is rising in the sky of history. A historical materialist must be aware of this most inconspicuous of all transformations.

Sometimes, to relieve stress, he would soak his feet in the toilet, a practice that was not as soothing for his collegues.

Hertzfeld recalled that Gates just sat there coolly, looking at Steve in the eye, before hurling back, in his squeaky voice, what became a classic zinger. Well, Steve, I think there's more than one way of looking at it, I think it's more like we both had this rich neighbor named Xerox and I broke into his house to steal the TV set and found out that you had already stolen it.