Quotes About Irony

They are proud in humility, proud in that they are not proud.

Modern kitchen - where the pot calls the kettle chartreuse.

The blind man is laughing at the bald head.

I don't deserve this, but I have arthritis, and I don't deserve that either.

If Roosevelt were alive he'd turn in his grave.

There is only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.

I really don't deserve this, but I have arthritis and I don't deserve that either.

I've always been well liked. I was so popular in school, everybody hated me.

There are no perfect people - except, of course, my wife's first husband.

That kind of so-called housekeeping where they have six Bibles and no cork-screw.

Set a thief to catch a thief.

Everybody hates me because I'm so universally liked.

A brilliant epigram is a solemn platitude gone to a masquerade ball.

The medicine man never cures his own illness.

Every Independence Day since Khoudi could remember, the protests had grown, as people had woken to the irony of celebrating freedoms that existed only on paper.

I speak sarcasm fluently.

Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word. The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword!  

I know I say people suck, but I didn't mean it literally.

No se le escapa la ironía, a saber, que el que va a enseñar aprende la lección más profunda, mientras que quienes van a aprender no aprenden nada.

Sigue dedicándose a la enseñanza [...] porque así aprende la virtud de la humildad, porque así comprende con toda claridad cuál es su lugar en el mundo. No se le escapa la ironía, a saber, que el que va a enseñar aprende la lección más profunda, mientras que quienes van a aprender no aprenden nada.

A ironia não lhe escapa: aquele que vai ensinar acaba aprendendo a melhor lição, enquanto os que vão aprender não aprendem nada.

The irony is, she must have offspring all over the district who would be happy to share their homes with her. But it's not in their power to invite her. They are part of the furniture, part of the alarm system. They do us the honour of treating us like gods, and we respond by treating them like things.

I wish I wanted you, Rehv. He laughed dryly. Funny. I know just what you mean.

Qhuinn looked at each of the hoods again. How ironic, he thought. Nearly two years ago, an Honor Guard of black robes had been sent to him to make sure he knew his family didn't want him. And now, here these males were, come to draw him into a different kind of fold-- that was every bit as strong as that of blood.