joke Quotes

“Some [crayons] are spelled wrong on purpose for a joke, like Mauvelous, that’s not very funny I don’t think.”

″‘So how far along are you?’ ‘I’m a junior.‘”

″‘A demon can get into real trouble, doing the right thing.’ He nudged the angel. ‘Funny if we both got it wrong, eh? Funny if I did the good thing and you did the bad one, eh?‘”

“Brightness Markal! What a disaster that hairstyle is; how brave of you to show it to the world.”

“No complaining today. You do this thing too much. Do not make me kick you. I do not like kicking. It hurts my toes.”

″‘Storms, you’re spoiled,’ Kaladin said, smiling. ‘I’m refined, you insolent farmer,’ Adolin said. Then he grinned. ‘Besides, I’ll have you know that I had to use cold water for my baths while here.’ ‘Poor boy.‘”

“‘Magwitch, you can’t let what other people say affect you so much.’ I know this isn’t helpful, but my father says it all the time and it’s the only thing I can think of at the moment. ‘How am I supposed to do that?’ ‘By looking at everyone like they’re a big joke. Come on, Mags. You know high school is absurd. In less than a year we’ll be out of here and we’ll never have to see any of these people ever again.’”

“As for Sampson, you might think he was very sorry about his lapse, but you would be wrong because he wasn’t. The mice had been taking him a bit for granted of late, he thought, and the fact that they were frivolous giddy creatures was no excuse. They’d learnt he was not to be trifled with, and after that, whenever they needed reminding, he would just yawn and say he hoped he wouldn’t drop off during the sermon, and then there would be no more giggling and tittering over silly jokes about ‘dogs’ for at least two days.”

“I don’t look a bit like that. Well, I hope I don’t! I’m Elsa. Do you like my name? O hope you do like it or Elsa”ll get upset. Do you get the joke? I made it up myself. I’m always cracking jokes. People don’t often laugh though.”

“Pat is the Greensdale postman. Every day he drives his red van up the valley. Twisting along the twining roads, up and over the hills, far away; down narrow lanes and tracks to farms and cottages. He brings letters and cards; newspapers and magazines; football-pools and catalogs and bills and birthday-cards and parcels full of who-knows-what? He also brings a smile, a joke, a chat; news of the valley and who’s-doing what. He has a little black cat, called Jess.”

He couldn’t look more upset if I’d made a dirty joke--asked him who his mother was, or something like that.

“If they are having a joke with me, I will have a joke with them.”