Quotes About Humor

You are not a perfect woman.You have an evil temper, you're as blind as a mole, you're a deplorable poet, and frankly, your French accent could use some work." Supporting himself on his elbows, Leo took her face in his hands. "But when I put those things together with the rest of you, it makes you into the most perfectly imperfect woman I've ever known.

It's the perfect solution. We argue all the time. We can't stand each other. It's like we're already married.

Good God. I don't believe St. Vincent and the word 'celibacy' have ever been mentioned in the same sentence before.

I spent most of my youth hauling sides of beef and pork to my father's shop. Carrying you is far more enjoyable." "How sweet," Annabelle mumbled sickly, her eyes closed. "Every woman dreams of being told that she's preferable to a dead cow.

No more Dane," he eventually said with unnerving finality. I tried to be funny. "I can't decide if that means you don't want me to see him again or if you're planning to kill him." "It means if the first thing happens, the second thing is likely to follow.

I'm not short. I'm…vertically disadvantaged.

Bad divorce?" Hardy asked, his gaze falling to my hands. I realized I was clutching my purse in a death grip. "No, the divorce was great," I said. "It was the marriage that sucked.

If your concern is that I may be overcome with manly ardor and ravish you in a moment of weakness… I may. If you ask nicely.

If you won't marry me for the sake of your own honor, then do it for the sake of everyone who would have to tolerate me otherwise. Marry me because I need someone who will help me to laugh at myself. Because someone has to teach me how to whistle. Marry me, Lillian… because I have the most irresistible fascination for your ears.

Rohan, one of us is an unmarried man with superior mathematical abilities and no prospects for the evening. The other is a confirmed lecher in an amorous mood, with a willing and nubile young wife waiting at home. Who do you think should do the damned account books?" And, with a nonchalant wave, St. Vincent had left the office.

They (mothers-in-law) never leave when they say they will. When my mother-in-law visits, the mice throw themselves at the cat, begging to be eaten.

Men are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch.

That was my fault," Helen said hastily. "I went uninvited to the store yesterday and demanded to see Mr. Winterborne. I told him that I still wanted to marry him, and I made him exchange my ring for a new one, and then I-I had my way with him." She paused, realizing how that sounded. "Not in the store, of course." Straight-faced, Kathleen said, "Dear me. I hope he didn't put up a struggle.

You won't kiss me for diamonds," he said, his voice slightly raspy, "but you will for chocolates?" Poppy nodded.

Any man," she muttered, "who wanted to marry into the Hathaway family after this should be shut away in an institution." "Marriage is an institution," he said.

Believe me, when my 'personal endowments' are being discussed, I always pay attention." ~ Cam Rohan

I suppose when you say you slept with him, it was more than just a nap?" Lillian shot her a withering glance. "Daisy, don't be a pea wit.

Her chances of a decent marriage were about to be dashed-and all because of a ferret.

What does your gut tell you?" "My gut and I aren't currently speaking to each other

Todd? Are you still there?" "Yeah. I'm just trying to think of a good reason to continue our friendship." I grinned. "Jealousy is so unattractive Todd." "It would help if you could tell me one thing that's wrong. One flaw. Bad breath? Warts? Some condition that requires anti fungal spray?" "Would chest hair be a flaw?" "Oh, yeah." Todd sounded relieved." I can't stand a chest rug. You can't see the chest cut.

I think I'm in love with her. Either that, or I have a stomach disease with a side effect of uncontrollable sweating.

I like that word," Pandora mused. "Strumpet. It sounds like a saucy musical instrument." "It

You're so full of it, darlin'.

It has to be now," he insisted, a flick of amusement in his voice. He nudged his burgeoning loins against her. "After all, you can't allow me to go around like this all day." "From what I've learned so far, this is your natural condition," came her pert reply.