Quotes About Wit

The woman looked up at Lift. "He's right about that, um…" "Say it," Lift said. "Your Pancakefulness." "Rolls right off the tongue, doesn't it?

And if they could shoot the rusting thing," Wayne added, "the bullet would be small as a flea." Marasi sighed. "Wayne, can't you ever let a joke die?" "Hon, that joke started dead," he said. "I'm just givin' it a proper burial.

That is sarcasm," Susebron said. "She is quite fond of it.

How about this?" the Drifter said. "We'll have an insult battle.

You know, Ham," Breeze noted. "The only funny thing about your jokes is how often they lack any humor whatsoever." "You're only saying that because they usually involve you in the punch line." Breeze rolled his eyes.

Sadeas flushed, but kept his temper. "A whore joke, Wit? Is that the best you can manage?" Wit shrugged. "I point out truths when I see them, Brightlord Sadeas. Each man has his place. Mine is to make insults. Yours is to be in-sluts.

J'imagine qu'elle ne vous a pas interdit de laisser entrer d'écureuils dans le batiment ? - D'écureuils, Votre Eminence ? demanda la femme. - Excellent dit Chanteflamme

You're the only person I know that I can cheer up by promising to kill him." "You didn't promise to kill me," Wayne said, pulling on his socks. "You promised to have killed me. That there be the present perfect tense." "Your grasp of the language is startling," Wax said, "considering how you so frequently brutalize it." "Ain't nobody what knows the cow better than the butcher, Wax.

believe you stray into sarcasm." "Funny. I thought I'd run straight into it, screaming at the top of my lungs.

She took my other sense of taste. The important one. And with it went my sense of humor, my sense of decorum, my sense of purpose, and my sense of self. The last one stung the most, since it appears my sense of self is tied directly to my wit. I mean, it's in the name

Ranette said a lot of mean things, but they weren't ... well, they weren't actually mean. He joked, and she joked. And sure, sometimes there was an edge of truth to it, but that's what friends was about. Making you look a little silly when you were together, so that you didn't look really stupid when you were apart.

You're starting to sound a lot like my mother.' 'Captivating?' Syl said. 'Amazing, witty, meaningful?' 'Repetitive.' 'Captivating?' Syl said. 'Amazing, witty, meaningful?' 'Very funny.

You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm. It's really funny.

I swear, my dear. Sometimes our conversations remind me of a broken sword." She raised an eyebrow. "Sharp as hell," Lightsong said, "but lacking a point.

I think great humor lies in playing the truth of a situation.

A man walks into a library and says, 'I hope you don't have a book on reverse psychology.

A situation is always comic if it participates simultaneously in two series of events which are absolutely independent of each other, and if it can be interpreted in two quite different meanings.

I did not know that mankind were suffering for want of gold. I have seen a little of it. I know that it is very malleable, but not so malleable as wit. A grain of gold will gild a great surface, but not so much as a grain of wisdom.

Sometimes we are inclined to class those who are once-and-a-half witted with the half-witted, because we appreciate only a third part of their wit.

If we were left solely to the wordy wit of legislators in Congress for our guidance, uncorrected by the seasonable experience and the effectual complaints of the people, America would not long retain her rank among the nations.

With respect to wit, I learned that there was not much difference between the half and the whole.

her smile, which was her pretty feature, was never so pretty as when her sprightly phrase had a scratch lurking in it.

She was, moreover, mistress of a very pretty little fortune, and was accounted clever without detriment to her amiability and amiable without detriment to her wit.

Yes, it's true, I've been called the Laurence Olivier of spoofs. I guess that would make Laurence Olivier the Leslie Nielsen of Shakespeare.