Quotes About Sarcasm

Look, I've got nothing against brains. Some of my best friends have them.

If you're saying farewell to your arms, what do you use to wave goodbye?

You should give up.' 'Why?' 'For one thing, you'll live longer.' 'Oh, you don't live longer. It just seems longer.

Late, Fry?' 'Really, sir? So am I.' 'Don't try to be clever, boy.' 'Very good, sir. How stupid would you like me to be? Very stupid or only slightly stupid?

Sarcastic people tend to be marshmallows underneath the armor

A dimwit thinks nothing is funny unless it's mean.

It's the world's smallest violin, playing 'My Heart Pumps Purple Piss for You'.

PRECOGNITION, TELEPATHY, BULLSHIT! EAT MY DONG, YOU EXTRASENSORY TURKEY!

Oh Christ, I left my world to watch a kid put shoes on a fucked-up weasel. Shoot me Roland, before I breed.

Your Plan and the stuff that comes out of my asshole bear a suspicious resemblance to each other.

The term 'serious actor' is kind of an oxymoron, isn't it? Like 'Republican party' or 'airplane food.'

Oh, lighten up, Clark. I'm the one having scalding hot air directed at my genitals.

He had this way of talking where you could never quite be sure that he wasn't mocking you.

No, but he's sarcastic and mean with it. Every time I say something or suggest something he looks at me like I'm stupid, or says something that makes me feel about two years old.

There are also several notes in your file suggesting that you are a world-class smartass." "Really? You mean I made it through the nationals?" "And you apparently think you're hilarious." "You're saying I'm not?

You always this depressing or is it that crap you poured in your coffee? - Benny Imura to Rob Sacchetto

Probing psychological analysis is one thing: namely impartial observation, liberally spiced with sarcasm and personal abuse — let's face it, I'm good at all that — constructive suggestions, quite another.

Fine words! I wonder where you stole them.

We daughters of Circassian mothers were called "cats" by our sisters who had Abyssinian blood in their veins, because some of us had the misfortune to possess blue eyes. And then they spoke to us sarcastically as "your Highness," as further proof of their indignation at our having come into the world with white skin. Nor did they forgive my father for selecting as pets his two daughters Sharife and Chole from the loathsome tribe of cats.

A lot of truth is said in jest.

Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.

Some mornings it just doesn't seem worth it to gnaw through the leather straps.

He pried your fingers loose from any rock of comfort you clung to in the treacherous waters of human life and laughed if you drowned. Instead of a beatific smile, Roshi offered a sarcastic smirk.

Great, lets round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them - Jayfeather