Quotes About Irony

It's funny how things work out sometimes.

Ironic, isn't it! A group of socialists who had espoused the values of New Labour and who were loudly beating the drum for equality of opportunity and education were ready to pile onto a working-class kid who'd never had one-tenth of the privilege of their own son.

My individual, psychological descent coincided, ironically, with my ascent into the public eye.

I always told everybody the perfect joke would be where the setup and punch line were identical.

When I look at it now, the whole punk thing is sort of comedy in a weird way.

There's an irony about making a film about punk because punk isn't supposed to have feature films made about it.

You know, comedy and horror are flip sides of the same coin.

Satire is focused bitterness.

One fool at least in every married couple.

If you're making a satirical show and you're aiming to change something, I'd say you're on a fool's errand.

In a satire, you need foolishness.

Comedy characters that take themselves very seriously, but are actually fools, is so funny.

Under each formula lies a corpse.

We actually became just what it was that we'd set out to make fun of.

If you look there is humor in every situation like your Aunt eating up all the food at the funeral or the lady sitting next to you at the bus stop.

I always believe that funny is serious and serious is funny. You don't really need a distinction between them.

I don't mean to be funny.

It was astonishing that Mark, who was a millionaire at least, and probably a good deal more, should live in such a dingy apartment – it had for its chief decoration the hoofs of several deceased race-winners, mounted as inkstands, as pen-racks, as paper-weights – and afford himself only such a lugubrious breakfast of fat slabs of ham over which bled pallid eggs.…

He would flay the fox, say the ape's paternoster, return to his sheep, and turn the hogs to the hay. He would beat the dogs before the lion, put the plough before the oxen, and claw where it did not itch.

I perceive I will die confected in the very stench of farts

But so often, things of great beauty are full of great corruption.

I die of thirst beside the fountain.

L'ironia spesso nasconde l'incapacità di andare oltre le proprie convinzioni.

If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you was dead If you had the luck of the Irish Then you'd wish you was English instead