Quotes About Humor

Mmm. O positive, my favorite." "Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon." "So it is," said Adrian, straight-faced. "My mistake.

You know what we need?" "A new plan?" asked Lissa. "A miracle?" asked Eddie. I paused and glared at them both before responding. Since when had they become the comedians here? " No.

Rose only hangs out with guys and psychopaths," said Mia. "Well," he said cheerfully, "since I'm both a psychopath and a guy, that would explain why we're such good friends.

You're in an awfully good mood," he observed. "Was there a sale at Khakis-R-Us?

Okay, so. You, Belikov, the Alchemist, Sonya Karp, Victor Dashkov, and Robert Doru are all hanging out in West Virginia together." "No," I said. "No?" "We're, uh, not in West Virginia.

You made your own jean shorts...with a butter knife?

What's going on?' he asked, looking from face to face. 'I was having a good dream.' 'I need you,' said Lissa. 'I hear that from women a lot,' said Adrian. Christian made a gagging sound, but the faintest glimmer of a smile crossed Eddie's lips, despite his otherwise tough guardian-stance.

P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.

Adrian shook his head, still smiling. "I've said over and over, I'd do anything for you. I just keep hoping it'll be something like, 'Adrian, let's go hot tubbing' or 'Adrian, take me out for fondue.'" "Well, sometimes we have to--did you say fondue?" Sometimes it was impossible to follow Adrian's train of thought. "Why in the world would I ever say that?" He shrugged. "I like fondue.

Dimitri Belikov: "Now get back to your room—if you can manage it without throwing yourself at someone else." Rose Hathaway: "Is that your subtle way of calling me a slut?" (Vampire Academy)

?here isn?t much I wouldn?t do for you. ?he stupider, the better.

Escape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno." "Why Fresno?" "Sounds like the kind of place people drink a lot of juice.

Oh," he said, knocking a red ball into a hole. "It's you." "You were expecting someone else?" I asked. "Am I interrupting your social calender?" I made a big show of glancing around the empty room. "I don't want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down your door." "Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it's not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.

If it makes you feel any better, you're not as bad as Keith. He was here earlier today and was so nervous, he literally kept looking over his shoulder." Lee paused thoughtfully. "I think it might have been because Adrian kept laughing like a mad scientist at those old black-and-white movies he was watching.

You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.

Plus, I was about to spend six weeks with Christian Ozera. He was sarcastic, difficult, and made jokes about everything. Actually, he was a lot like me. It was going to be a long six weeks.

My mother wasn?t sleeping with anybody. She doesn?t even sleep with my father.

If I was drunk, I wouldn't be here at all. And really, this is pretty good for four White Russians." "White what?" I almost sat down but was afraid the chair might dematerialize beneath me. "It's a drink," he said. "You'd think I wouldn't be into something named that—you know, considering my own personal experience with Russians. But they're surprisingly delicious. The drinks, not real Russians.

Adrian frowned. 'Is that a noose?' 'It's a tie!' I cried, trying not to feel offended. He laughed, clearly delighted at this. 'My mistake.

Don't worry, I won't bite. Well, at least not in the way you're afraid of." He chuckled at his own joke. - Christian Ozera.

I love pity parties. I wish I'd brought hats" - Christian

Aw you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty. -Adrian Ivashkov

If not for me being stoned and clinging to a taco, it would have been terribly romantic.

Sydney: "You can be Jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" Adrian: "Are you sure? Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding." Sydney: "Why are they all high-calorie foods? And bread pudding isn't really that romantic." Adrian: "Do you want me to call you celery stick instead? It just doesn't inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings." - The Indigo Spell