Quotes About Humor

Everyone laughed their heads off, which is not what literally happened but I like the idea of laughing heads becoming detached from bodies through extreme hilarity, so it is a good way to describe things.

Everyone laughed their heads off, which is not what literally happened but I like the idea of laughing heads becoming detached from bodies through extreme hilarity, so it was a good way to describe things.

Take a pinch of snuff, doctor, and acknowledge that I have scored over you in your example.

I forgive you, Sir Knight, said Rowena, as a Christian. That means, said Wamba, that she does not forgive him at all.

And please return it. You may think this a strange request, but I find that although my friends are poor arithmeticians, they are nearly all of them good bookkeepers.

I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.

When told that he is a drunk) My dear, you are ugly; but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly.

If you laugh, the ego cannot control you.

Every instinct in me wants to text someone OMG, I've lost my phone! but how can I do that without a bloody phone?

I've often noticed that people equate "having a sense of humour" with "being an insensitive moron.")

Every time I mention her, Magnus says, Are you two getting along? in raised, hopeful tones, like we're endangered pandas who need to make a baby.

Sometimes I hope I'm building up a stockpile of missing laughs, and when I've recovered, they'll all come exploding out in one gigantic fit that lasts twenty-four hours.

she doesn't really have a sense of humor. I think she'd like to have one—it's just that she doesn't quite understand what jokes are for.

Oh, this shouldn't be allowed. There should be a rule which says that people you've met in the gym should never meet you in real life.

Why can't parents dance? Is it some universal law of physics or something?

Oh, please. If she's going to use Mr. Darcy to prop up her arguments, I give up.

Just because of that one disastrous blind date she had last year, where the guy turned out to be fifty-nine, not thirty-nine (He claimed it was a typo. Yeah, I'm sure his finger just happened to slip two spaces to the left).

Je t'aime, Lottie. Plus qu'un zloty. I hesitate, not sure what to say. Well, it's a start.... 'I love you, Lottie, More that a zloty'? Lorcan translates incredulously. Seriously? Lottie's a difficult rhyme! Richard says defensively. You try! You could have used 'potty,' suggests Noah. 'I love you, Lottie, Sitting on the potty.' Thanks, Noah, says Richard grouchily. Appreciate it.

You love the bitch from hell? Well then, you must be nuts.

Should I tolerate it as normal male behaviour, like when he gets a cold and starts Googling nose cancer symptoms discharge nostrils ?

If you're single, then I'm single? What's that supposed to be? Lyrics to a pop song?

Maybe my identity's been stolen. Or maybe I was sleep-shopping!

Maybe I could... secretly fix a trailer onto the car when Luke ins't looking? Ot maybe I could wear all my clothes, on top of each other, and say I'm feeling a bit chilly...

I trail away into silence. I've just shared details of my condom use with my son's teacher. I'm not sure how that happened.