Quotes About Humor

semicolons are dangerously habit-forming. Many writers hooked on semicolons become an embarrassment to their families and friends.

I have been told that the dying words of one famous 20th-century writer were, "I should have used fewer semicolons" – and although I have spent months fruitlessly trying to track down the chap responsible, I believe it none the less. If it turns out that no one actually did say this on their deathbed, I shall certainly save it up for my own.

humorous writing, the exclamation mark is the equivalent of canned laughter (F. Scott Fitzgerald – that well-known knockabout gag-man – said it was like laughing at your own jokes)

No valentines from the cats again.

Birds' heads in profile, mate? You having a laugh?").

I hear there are now Knightsbridge clinics offering semicolonic irrigation – but for many it may be too late.

No matter that you have a PhD and have read all of Henry James twice. If you still persist in writing, Good food at it's best, you deserve to be struck by lightning, hacked uo on the spot and buried in an unmarked grave.

I've lost my mind, Alex muttered, grabbing her knives again and stomping back across the kitchen. I woke up this morning a boring little chef on planet earth, and somehow ended up in the Twilight Zone as a third-rate stand-in for Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

I'll talk to Mortimer and see what he thinks, and then get back to you tomorrow. In the meantime, you should really get to sleep and get those shared dreams going. Cale grimaced at the suggestion, and reminded him, She has a splitting headache, Bricker. I thought that was a married woman's complaint? Bricker responded quickly, and then laughed at his own joke as he hung up.

I'm going to brush my hair and change my clothes if we're going out. That gives you two ten minutes to get it out of your system, so I'm not stuck with a couple of frustrated horndogs all day. But no pressure, she added on a laugh as she swung out of the room and started upstairs.

Lissianna said, smacking Thomas in the arm. "What were you thinking? They don't waltz here." "I was thinking I didn't want my uncle clasping my butt, and our chests rubbing together as he stepped on my feet while trying to shuffle me around the floor," Thomas answered dryly.

Harper: What are FM shoes? Drina: Ahh. These are FM shoes. Harper: And the FM stands for? Drina: Fuck Me.

Lovely was my compliment. Could you not come up with your own? Lord Paen said compliment her, he did not say we had to be creative about it, the second man pointed out with a shrug

Straightening, he then stared down at her for a moment, his tight-lipped expression easing and twitching with amusement when she began to snore lightly. She was just so damned cute. Shaking

She looked so cute with her face all swollen and scrunched up like that. It made him think this must be what little evil elves must look like.

Ye can no' run about kidnapping naked men and bringing them home, no matter how handsome and strapping and well-hung they are.

If Brinna is your daughter, they really were three French hens after all." She opened her mouth to explain about the day she had found Sabrina, Brinna, and Joan in a huddle, and the comment she had made about "three French hens…

So, you like him and find him handsome and he has fine … parts," she said delicately, then added, "I am sure I heard a but in there however?" "Aye." Seonaid sighed, then admitted Blake's fault. "He has a huge cock.

You might consider letting us go and minding your own business...or else I shall be forced to stomp on your foot, sir. My lord, he corrected, sounding amused at her threat. Daniel, Lord Woodrow.

Ye ha'e to laugh at life's trials. It makes them lighter to carry.

James liked to joke that if America ever invaded Canada, Canadians would probably apologize for being in their way.

Were you hurt? Is anything broken?" "Nay." She signed wryly. "But the snow went up me skirts so far me arse is a block of ice.

Where did your clothes go?

And you can't let him shake and bake Nicholas." Thomas rolled his eyes. "It's staked and baked, Jo. We aren't pork chops.