Quotes About Sarcasm

Sure," I said, my tone neutral to the point of sarcasm.

That ain't Chanel Number Five I smell comin from the direction of your butt, is it?

Inevitably, anytime we are too vulnerable we feel the need to protect ourselves from further wounds. So we resort to sarcasm, cutting humor, criticism—anything that will keep from exposing the tenderness within. Each partner tends to wait on the initiative of the other for love, only to be disappointed but also confirmed as to the rightness of the accusations made.

Suppose you were an idiot, and suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.

sarchasm n. The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

For the love of God, will someone please punch me in the face so I can see some stars?

Oh good. I love being bait for a homicidal mutilator." Stephanie Plum

If there is no sarcasm, there's no true love towards the mankind

And they'd [the Death Eaters] love to have me," said Harry sarcastically. "We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in.

If people only knew how much I secretly hated them, they'd love me for holding it in.

There is irony, and then there's my life.

Man to man, my eye Kipps snorted. It was like seeing two schoolgirls squabbling over a scented pencil. You should have heard the squeals.

Well, I've got a news flash for you," I continued sarcastically. "You're wrong. People see through that shit in two seconds flat, especially rich people, who are constantly on guard for that. To them, it's actually repulsive, not attractive, which is the opposite of what building rapport is all about." I shrugged.

Oh, good lord, Jeff. Don't go getting all emotional on me. I've been getting it from my mom, my dad, my sister, the freaking MAILMAN--I don't need it from you, too. All I ask is that you promise me one thing.' 'What?' 'Just water the plants while I'm gone, all right?' 'You don't have plants, Tad.' 'I know. I just always wanted to say that.

That'll show them," I said, then realized that sarcasm was probably a bad idea at this point. "Come on, Gabe. You can't pay attention to jerks like this. You know what I always say—never let an asshole rent space in your head.

He made a derisory snort.

Are you spying on us?" Russetfur's mew was sharp. "Did Firestar send you?" Jaypaw straightened up and faced the ShadowClan deputy across the scent line. "Like Firestar would send me to spy," he meowed sarcastically.

Oh, no," meowed Thornclaw. "There's not enough meat on you to be a decent meal.

Mouse brain!!

Can I get you anything? A drink? A fresh change of clothes? A membership card to Hypocrites International?

There are too many confusing things present. Things I know. Thoughts I have. Sarcasm. Things I think I ought to be doing and places I ought to be going. Always other places.

The old woman said something and thrust the bowl into my hands. I looked to Argus. "What am I supposed to do?" "You had a mind of your own last time we talked. What do you think you're supposed to do?" he countered. " You're helpful." My words were bitter with sarcasm, but nothing on earth was half as bitter as that bowl of herbal brew.

When solutions produce problems, when thought flounders in the absence of order, unity, and purpose, when healthy skepticism turns into pathological sarcasm – this is usually when pessimism enters the fray.

I'm sort of a needler, sarcastic and sometimes relentless. It's just the way I roll.