Quotes About Humor

You ever wear a bathing suit because you've run out of clean underwear?

It's a positive thing to talk about terrible things and make people laugh about them.

I've met a lot of people who've lost their jobs and they still have a sense of humor.

I don't like comedy. I like funny things. I don't like comedy. Like, comedy movies are just, 'Oh Jesus.'

There's no real preparing at home for stand-up. You just go and you just do it.

I grew up watching all these crazy movies, European movies and stuff, and I guess that I always laughed at things that were a little more offbeat.

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She laughed. It was quick but it took over her face like a sneeze.

Housekeeping ain't no joke.

Humor and joy contribute to my total well-being.

believing sarcasm and rude remarks kept the monsters at bay. They didn't.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't be working." "Of course you should. I'm alright." "Even F.I.N.E.?" She laughed. "Especially that." Fucked-up. Insecure. Neurotic. Egotistical.

It was said with humor, but the criticism wasn't lost on Gamache. He was fishing, and he knew it. So did Sommes. So did Esther. We're all fishermen, she'd said.

FINE stands for Fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic and Egotistical. I'm FINE.

Four days. And she had two gay sons, a large black mother, a demented poet for a friend and was considering getting a duck. It was not what she'd expected from this visit.

We have a solemn pact.' Kaye nodded to Mother and looked over at Em talking to some neighbors. 'If one of us is unconscious in the hospital, the others will make sure it's pulled.' 'The plug?' Ruth asked. 'The chin hair,' said Kaye, eyeing Ruth with some alarm. 'You're off the visitors list. Mother, make a note.

Peter bent and examined the pile. Only country people, thought Beauvoir, were endlessly fascinated by shit. Country people and parents.

If stupid was sand, he'd be half the Sahara.

Below that was the thrum of bumblebees climbing in and over and around the peonies. Getting lost. Bumbling around. It looked comical, ridiculous. But then so much did, unless you knew.

Addicts, you're pathetic.' Myrna looked over at Ruth's vase of Scotch, half gone. `You're wrong there,' said Ruth, following Myrna's gaze. `This used to be my drug of choice. In my teens my drug of choice was acceptance, in my twenties it was approval, in my thirties it was love, in my forties it was Scotch. That lasted a while,' she admitted. `Now all I really crave is a good bowel movement.

Ruth's last book of poetry was called I'm FINE. Which sounded good until you realized, often too late, that "F.I.N.E." stood for "Fucked-Up, Insecure, Neurotic, and Egotistical.

What do you do for a living?' 'I'm unemployed. I was an astronaut, but I got laid off.' And Andre roared at his own cleverness, a putrid laugh that seemed to deaden the room even further. 'Yeah, they hired a one-armed black lesbian to replace me.

he even introduced himself as the Asshole Saint,

You were going to say the Death Star, weren't you?" "Well, yes. If you can quote poetry, I can reference Star Wars.