Quotes About Humor

People make a living donating to sperm banks. Last year I let $500 slip through my fingers.

Remember kids: brush your greens, eat your teeth, stay in milk, drink your school, don't do sleep, and get your eight hours of drugs!

Jorrocks' Jaunts and Jollities.

His coat was red, and his breeches were blue,And there was a hole where his tail came through.

One layer off from the deepest is a cartoon.

His mother laughed. "Go along with you now. Save your sweet-tongued blarney for the likes of Kathleen.

My favorite joke of his occurred when George was telling me about the joys of grandfatherhood. "If I could have figured out how to have grandchildren without having children first, I would have done so." Later on, I knew just what he meant – high relatedness, no work. Or as Melvin Newton (Huey's brother) once put it, "You can serve them ice cream for breakfast, what do you care?

Perfection can be overdone; a rift in a lute relieves melodious monotony, and when discords cease to amuse, one can always have the instrument mended or buy a banjo.

Q: What is a Soviet trio? A: A quartet returning from an overseas tour. —1970s underground Soviet humor

So you, too, like fruitcake? (RW on meeting Lenin in Zurich during World War I.)

He pointed to the board where the word 'alliteration' had been written in handwriting far better than mine, which on good days looks like it came from the hand of a blind doctor writing his own morphine scripts in an earthquake.

Jane Austen novel.

She kept to her bed only for the last two days, and did not stop conversing peaceably with everyone. Finally, no longer speaking, and already in the throes of agony, she made a big fart. 'Good,' she said, 'a woman who farts is not dead.' These were the last words she pronounced.

To laugh or cry is the most beautiful thing in the world

Así que todo nos traiciona, incluida la curiosidad y la honestidad y lo que bien amamos. Sí, dijo la voz, pero consuélate, en el fondo es divertido.

Everything that begins as comedy ends as a comic monologue, but we aren't laughing anymore.

Everything that begins as comedy ends as tragicomedy.

Everything that begins as comedy inevitably ends as mystery.

Everything that begins as comedy ends as a dirge in the void.

He said that the only decent German philosopher was Lichtenberg, who was less a philosopher than the ultimate jokester and clown.

Por supuesto no ganaba dinero. Se fue a vivir a casa de su padre quien lo mantenía, cuando su padre murió, lo mantuvo su madre. Y por supuesto no dejó de escribir y de producir libros enormes e irregulares en donde a veces se percibía un humor tembloroso y brillante. En ocasiones llegó a presumir, años después, de que se mantenía casto desde 1985.

Herein lies one of the book's many virtues: nationalists can't abide it. Its acid humor, like a Buster Keaton movie or a time bomb, threatens the hormonal stability of the idiots who, upon reading it, feel an irresistible urge to string the author up in the town square. Truly, I know of no greater honor for a real writer.

Así que todo nos traiciona, incluida la curiosidad y la honestidad y lo que bien amamos. Si, dijo la voz, pero consuélate, en el fondo es divertido.

posterity was a vaudeville joke audible only to those with front-row seats...