Quotes About Humor

Galeni made her smile, but not laugh. The lack of any sense of play between them worried Miles. You had to have a keen sense of humor to do sex and stay sane.

It came to Tej then, belatedly, that Lady Alys had just spent much of the prior conversation slowly, gently, and thoroughly roasting her son.

Miles," said Bel's voice, seeming to come from a long way off, "if you're going to pass out, put your head down." "Between my knees," choked Miles, "and kiss my ass goodbye. Bel, do you know what that sigil is?

I think I was fourteen before I found out that Ivan wasn't your middle name.' Miles cut himself off. That-idiot-Ivan was beginning a lifetime of Imperial service tomorrow.

Tej. Will you stay with me for the rest of my life?" At the little jump of the laugh in her chest, his encircling arm tightened, heartened and heartening. He'd intended her to laugh, she guessed. Ivan Xav was good at that, it occurred to her. Making light in dark places.

Instead, they'd smile and speak softly, as though I were going to be all right, as though I weren't wearing one navy and one black loafer. As though I weren't driving down the street with my purse on the roof of the car or leaving the oven on preheat all night.

It's been a long time since I've dated, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to do a face plant on your suitor's gurney on the first date.

Simone plays with her jack-in-the-box—an annoying toy that plays "Pop Goes the Weasel" until you'd like to pop the thing with a hammer.

Would it be all right if I threw dishes at my former mother-in-law?

Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost? Mica asked. Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor? Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. I believe a consult would be a good idea. Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

I'd rather watch SpongeBob with with Kimmy than talk to you. At least that stupid yellow sponge tries to make sense.

She shoots. He restrained his smile as he turned back to Lance and nodded in her direction. I needed some sort of defense. Lance wasn't amused. He wiped his hand over his face and muttered something about damn stubborn women. Braden completely agreed with him.

No it's better not to make gods or demons smile: they don't laugh at the same jokes as us.

Well honey, seems innocent enough to me. He came in and fell in love with your buns.

Me, I got patted down! I felt rather flattered that he thought I could have an AK-47 concealed in my pants leg or a bomb strapped to my Wal-Mart bra.

that a pink flamingo yard ornament deserved demolishing by any available means. A comment left unsaid, of course. Thea's face had paled to

Jessica, you are a pain in the arse, do you know that? If I were not so immensely fond of you, I should throw you out the window. She wrapped her arms about his waist and laid her head against his chest. Not merely 'fond,' but 'immensely fond.' Oh Dain, I do believe I shall swoon. Not now, he said crossly. I haven't time to pick you up.

I love these pet names, she said, gazing soulfully up into his eyes, Nitwit. Sap skull. Termagant. How they make my heart flutter!

We've been wed more than a month. Since it appears you mean to stay, I might as well give you leave to call me by my christian name. It is preferable, at any rate, to 'clodpole.

Women don't have a sense of humor. They don't need one. The Almighty made them as a permanent joke on men. From which one may logically deduce tha the Almighty is a female.

Jessica: "You great drunken jackass!" Dain: "I did not give you leave to use my Christian name.

That is what I like about you, Mr. Dashwood, she said. You are so decisive. It saves me the bother of thinking for myself. That is what I like about you, Mrs. Dashwood, he said. You are so sarcastic. It saves me the trouble of trying to be tactful and charming.

Adieu, Lord Dain," she answered without turning her head. "Have a pleasant evening with your cows." Cows? She was merely trying to provoke him, Dain told himself. The remark was a pathetic attempt at a setdown. To take offense was to admit he'd felt the sting. He told himself to laugh and return to his… cows.

We're of one mind, Grenville and I, and the mind is hers, on account of my being a man and not having one.