Quotes About Irony

What?" demanded Liraz. "Why are you laughing?" "Because life's a bastard," was all Akiva could say. "Well then," was his sister's flat reply. "I guess we fit right in.

This was not the frustration one feels at waking from a sweet dream. It was the desolation of having found the place that fits , the one true place, and experiencing the first heady sigh of rightness before being torn away and cast back into random, lonely scatter. The place was each other, and the irony was sharp, since they couldn't be in the same place, and had come no closer to each other in physical reality.

Qué pasa? -preguntó Liraz -¿De qué te ríes? -Porque la vida es una bastarda -fué todo lo que Akiva pudo responder

History is like a long, twisted joke. You never know when the punch line will come.

There is a pleasure in affecting affectation.

Clap an extinguisher on your irony, if you are unhappily blessed with a vein of it.

Anything awful makes me laugh.

Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.

You don't believe me?" Jace asked. "Fine. Go ahead. Kiss me right now." Alec stared at him in horror. "Exactly. Despite my staggering good lucks, you actually don't like me that way.

Ah," said Magnus. "Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated.

Hell is cold. Do you remember when you told me that? We were in the cellars of the Dark House. Anyone else would have been panicking, but you were as calm as a governess, telling me Hell was covered in ice. If it is the fire of Heaven that takes you from me, what a cruel irony that would be.

very funny my sarcastic friend

Emma," he said, reaching for her hand. "I will never, never give up on you." It was a strange irony, she thought, a terrible irony that because she loved him so much and knew him so well, she knew exactly what she had to do to destroy everything he felt for her, in a single blow. She pulled away from him and started back toward the house. "Yes," she said. "You will.

Are you allowed to date faeries?" Clary asked finally. "Would your-would the Lightwoods be cool with Isabelle and whatshisname-" "Meliron," put in Simon. "-Meliron going out?" "I'm not sure they're going out ," Jace said, weighting the last two words with a heavy irony. "I'd guess they mostly stay in. or in this case, under.

You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.

You were so near death that ghosts crowded around you, weeping silver tears, waiting for you with such smiles. You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.

Koschei brought you to me. You were so near death that ghosts crowded around you, weeping silver tears, waiting for you with such smiles. You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.

Don't worry, my little lump of rock. Everybody gets a chance to choose. Or else where would irony come from?

You were so near death that ghosts crowded around you, weeping silver tears, waiting for you with such smiles. You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews. Sometimes, when a person has starved nearly to nothing, feeding them will hurt them worse than starving did, and push them the rest of the way over into dead.

When I can't sleep I count the buckles on my straightjacket.

If you were on life support, I would unplug it to charge my phone.

Id Faciam What I hate I love. Ask the crucified hand that holds the nail that now is driven into itself, why.

Well, I have five brothers—Rest, Thankful, Watching, Patience, Consider—and each one of them the very opposite of their name.

Stupid people sometimes complain that there is no sex in Austen's novels. In fact, they are driven by the oceanic force of suppressed female desire, which dwarfs any opportunity for enactment. Actual sexual intercourse is the off-stage climax of the Austen novel. The possibility that defloration may be an anti-climax is to be found in the tingling ironies that cling to every word that Austen writes.