Quotes About Humor

Rondeau En chiant l'autre hier senti La gabelle qu'à mon cul dois; L'odeur fut autre que cuidois: J'en fus du tout empuanti O si quelqu'un eût consenti M'amener une qu'attendois En chiant! Car je lui eusse assimenti Son trou d'urine à mon lourdois; Cependant eût avec ses doigts, Mon trou de merde garanti, En chiant!

Il vaut mieux écrire du rire que des larmes, Parce que le rire est le propre de l'homme. VIVEZ JOYEUX.

Kiedy zapyta?am mojego przyjaciela jakie miejsce do zamieszkania uwa?a za najlepsze, odpowiedzia?: Nigdzie, ko?o gdzieb?dzia.

Elizabeth couldn't help thinking that if Winston got any redder, they'd have to paint a white line in front of him and use him as a stop sign.

She told me the French expression [Esprit de l'escalier]—the spirit of the staircase—for the voice that catches up with you, minutes after the fact, to make fun of whatever you said and come up with the perfect answer you didn't think of. We even had our own code phrase: SOS, we called it.

He was never angry when she made mistakes. He complimented and encouraged her. He shared his own mishaps with a sense of humor that made her less annoyed with her own incompetence. He gave her hope that she could learn, and pride when she did.

Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is.

Can you take him, Gurney?" "M'Lord jests!

If I can't laugh at myself I'm really lost

Riots and comedy are but symptoms of the times, profoundly revealing.

We open windows, Bell, and let in common sense. Even hilarity. Puts more serious matters in perspective.

L'ironia spesso nasconde l'incapacità di andare oltre le proprie convinzioni.

We're like a damned old married couple. Funny stories in the middle of the night.

If ever you're getting a dog, Francis, make sure it's a Buddhist. Good-natured dogs, the Buddhists. Never, never get a Mahommedan. They'll eat you sleeping. Never a Catholic dog. They'll eat you every day including Fridays.

They can afford to smile because they all have teeth so dazzling if they dropped them in the snow they'd be lost forever.

Bridey drags on her Woodbine, drinks her tea and declares that God is good. Mam says she's sure God is good for someone somewhere but He hasn't been seen lately in the lanes of Limerick. Bridey laughs. Oh, Angela, you could go to hell for that, and Mam says, Aren't I there already, Bridey?

For once, mam, my bladder isn't near my eye and why isn't it?

Who threw the overalls in Mrs. Murphy's chowder? Nobody spoke so he said it all the louder It's a dirty Irish trick and I can lick the Mick Who threw the overalls in Murphy's chowder.

I have no notion of what he's talking about. I have to lie and say, I do. He says, You do know he was perhaps the greatest satirist in English literature. I thought he was Irish.

Sometimes I text the wrong person ... on purpose. Just to start a conversation.

May your shit come to life and kiss you on the face.

I wrote a song about dental floss but did anyone's teeth get cleaner?

Don't eat the yellow snow.

For the record, folks; I never took a shit on stage and the closest I ever came to eating shit anywhere was at a Holiday Inn buffet in Fayetteville, North Carolina, in 1973.