Quotes About Exaggeration

Humor is the truth wit is an exaggeration of the truth.

People forget that there's two sides to every story. Of course somebody is going to tell the side of it that makes them look good and exaggerate the rest to make everyone else look bad.

And though there's a grain of truth in every rumor, I've found that the worst gossip usually starts with something harmless.

why let the truth get in the way of a good story?

It was life exaggerated

If that involved some misperception on Amos's part—some exaggeration of the earthly status of Danny's ideas—well, then, Amos should continue to misperceive. After all, what is a marriage if not an agreement to distort one's perception of another, in relation to everyone else? "I wanted something from him, not from the world," said Danny.

I would say some of the food I talk about that I really enjoy, like cake and bacon, I eat a lot less than I portray in my act. But that stuff that I dislike, it's pretty sincere.

One thing I think is that comics are really good at expressing emotion. I think there's a way that comics characters can be drawn not-realistically, but the emotional reality is still very sincere. So you can have these exaggerations that express inner emotion through physical appearance.

If you sit in a bath of pineapple chunks, it can kill you. That's well documented.

They always use the word 'insult' with me, but I don't hurt anybody. I wouldn't be sitting here if I did. I make fun of everybody and exaggerate all our insecurities.

When I write, I create really absurd situations which become false because I am after the joke.

In novelas, sometimes you get the most ridiculous situations, but you make the best of it. But novelas are a very special genre.

The estimated loss of up to six million dead is founded too much on both emotional, biased testimonies and on exaggerated data in the postwar reckonings of war crimes and on the squaring of accounts with the defeated.

Australians are very unfair in this way. They spend half of any conversation insisting that the country's dangers are vastly overrated and that there's nothing to worry about, and the other half telling you how six months ago their Uncle Bob was driving to Mudgee when a tiger snake slid out from under the dashboard and bit him on the groin, but that it's okay now because he's off the life support machine and they've discovered he can communicate with eye blinks.

If the mattress stains were anything to go by, a previous user had not so much suffered from incontinence as rejoiced in it.

Romans park their cars the way I would park if I had just spilled a beaker of hydrochloric acid on my lap.

What on earth would I do if four bears came into my camp? Why, I would die, of course. Literally shit myself lifeless. I would blow my sphincter out my backside like one of those unrolling paper streamers you get at children's parties—I daresay it would even give a merry toot—and bleed to a messy death in my sleeping bag.

What made this particularly interesting is that John Howard is by far the dullest man in Australia. Imagine a very committed funeral home director – someone whose burning ambition from the age of eleven was to be a funeral home director, whose proudest achievement in adulthood was to be elected president of the Queanbeyan and District Funeral Home Directors' Association – then halve his personality and halve it again, and you have pretty well got John Howard.

New Rule: Stop lying to me about your pancake mix. The back of the box says 1 1/2 cups makes ten to twelve pancakes. Really? 'Cause I get four. Who's your cook, Jesus?

I'll bet my autopsy reveals my mouth is too big.

Imagination magnifies small objects with fantastic exaggeration until they fill our soul, and with bold insolence cuts down great things to its own size, as when speaking of God.

It occurred to her that when people were drunk they always tried to impersonate drunkards, and the drunker they were the more they overacted.

When a man hears himself misrepresented, it provokes him Ã¢â'¬Â¦ But when the misrepresentation becomes very gross and palpable, it is more apt to amuse him.

Stebbins sighed quietly and shifted some papers. "We call it confabulation," he said. "Invention, exaggeration, chronological transposition. Some amnesic patients can invent perfectly logical and believable events that never took place. Some