Quotes about witty

Freud is all nonsense the secret of neurosis is to be found in the family battle of wills to see who can refuse the longest to help with the dishes.

The aristocracy had crumbled in her hands the power vacuum she purchased was a good decision.

Nursing does not diminish the beauty of a woman's breasts it enhances their charm by making them look lived in and happy.

Don't worry about it only worry about how people like her breed.

Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor.

I wouldn't even dare read the Torah, let alone attempt a witty observation on the Torah.

I’d heard you were dead.”"I heard you wear a red lace corset,” I said matter-of-factly. “But I don’t believe every bit of nonsense that gets rumored about.

This is the fast lane, folks...and some of us like it here.

Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtle; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend.

The problem with a life spent reading is you know too much.

Once you’ve read too many trashy best-sellers, you begin to look for something with substance, something that attempts to define the universe.

Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.

Yes. Reyn is our resident horse master. He has an excellent seat."I grinned. "I've noticed."Reyn's face tightened and Nell flushed, looking embarrassed. "It's an equestrian term.""Really? I thought you were talking about his ass.

He wasn't aware of it but when he smiled he looked like an amiable bear. When he didn't smile he didn't look amiable

You know how there are words that never really—they are never really quite right. You can't quite trust them. Use them. You know. Without p

There is a thin line of difference in being courageous and foolish!

I wouldn't do that," Silk advised. "Thinking about it isn't going to help, and it's only going to make you nervous.""Nervouser," Garion corrected. "I'm already nervous.""Is there such a word as "'nervouser'?" Silk asked Belgarath curiously. "There is now," Belgarath replied. "Garion just invented it.""I wish I could invent a word," Silk said admiringly to Garion.

Nothing uses up alcohol faster than political argument.

Men weigh love with hands.

He is not an ideal husband. I am his wife.

Papa, I'm ashamed that you think women are so simple. We can make decisions for ourselves too, you know. I'm not a child or a baby anymore, so I'm allowed to speak my mind. And if you don't wish to hear it, just tell me so and I'll go into another room-but I'll speak it anyway. I want this for myself as much as I've never wanted the diplomatic corps and I'm going to get it-even if I have to do it alone. Excuse me.

Frederick's wit was impressive. When a descendant of Ghengis Khan, who was wreaking havoc in the Muslim world, wrote threateningly that the holy Roman Emperor should surrender his lands and come to his court to become one of his vassals, Frederick replied that he'd think about it and to please hold open the position of falconer.

Oh yes! I have couple-goals too. I love to couple myself with- Books, Coffee and Mountains.

This is why you shouldn’t hire your friends. It’s all nice and professional until the insubordination starts. She sighed.

....Charles laughingly observed,'Gospel and the blues are really, if you break it down, almost the same thing. It's just a question of whether you're talkin' about a woman or God.

It is your turn to say something now, Mr. Darcy. I talked about the dance, and you ought to make some kind of remark on the size of the room, or the number of couples.

If time is money and you wasted my time, then give me back my money!

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.

I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen.

When in a frying pan, thank your stars. You will reminisce about it moments later, when you fall in the fire.

A pause followed my greeting. Then “We’re watching you ” whispered the voice on the other end.“Yeah? Did you see what I did with my keys? ”Silence. Then dial tone.These younger demons. So easily discouraged.

Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?' Minho asked..."Go ahead," Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. 'Be careful,' he said dryly. 'Don't die.'Thomas would have laughed if he could, but he was too scared for it to come out.'Great. We're all bloody inspired,' Newt answered.

So just let me deal with it, I can be emotionally flawed and still love you all at the same time. I’m a great multitasker.

And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!

I hope that the kind reader recognises this as a despairing attempt at humour.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

Who knew Demon Child would have such a normal name? I expected something exotic like Serena or Destiny or the Evil One That Comes in the Night to Make Us Chilly.

Sorry, Bex," Jason said "You don't have the recognizable facial characteristics - such as a huge chin, or a large amount of real estate between the eyes - that would merit the bestowing of a criminal mastermind nickname such as Lockjaw or Walleye. Whereas Crazytop here...well, just look at her." "Atleast I can blow-dry my hair straight," I pointed out. "Which is more than what I can say for your nose, Hawkface.

Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.

-"He loved her...It was noble of him. It was beautiful."-"It was stupid.

The Problem is Not the Problem.The Problem is Your Attitude Towards the Problem

I tried to picture a bunch of guys in blue suits running around a beachside neighborhood, knocking on doors and flashing Fed creds. That should cause a stampede of illegal aliens heading south.

In the event that your feminist activities are discovered, quick diversions include bursting into song, asking him how to fix something in the room and fainting.

Google and ye shall find.

She didn‟t look like the athletic type to me.” “Maybe Nemov carried her. He looked like he could.” “He looked like he could carry his SUV. I don‟t know why he didn‟t.

I rolled my eyes, trying to keep my eyes off his body, just the sight of his abs or arms was enough to make me want to get naked and let Carlo take over anything he wanted.

Says O'Sullivan to me, "Mr. Fay, I'll have a word wid yeh?" "Certainly," says I; "what can I do for you?" "Sell me your sea- boots, Mr. Fay," says O'Sullivan, polite as can be. "But what will you be wantin' of them?" says I. "'Twill be a great favour," says O'Sullivan. "But it's my only pair," says I; "and you have a pair of your own," says I. "Mr. Fay, I'll be needin' me own in bad weather," says O'Sullivan. "Besides," says I, "you have no money." "I'll pay for them when we pay off in Seattle,"

First rule of thievery,' Eli said, grinning, 'only run if you're not coming back.' (...) 'First rule of thievery, never use the same entrance twice.' Miranda rolled her eyes. 'How many 'first rules' of thievery do you have?' 'When one mistake can mean your head on a pike, every rule's a first rule,' Eli said cheerfully.

Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.

You were my marital bliss,” he said to me this morning. “You can be again!” You know what I answered? “A marital blister, that’s what we’ll have if I stay.

This is what is called speaking. I believe that is the term. When words come out, fly into the air, live for a moment, and die. Strange, is it not? I myself have no opinion. No and no again. But still, there are words you will need to have. There are many of them. Many millions, I think. Perhaps only three or four. Excuse me. But I am doing well today. So much better than usual. If I can give you the words you need to have, it will be a great victory. Thank you. Thank you a million times over.

When I need some striking inspiration about deep depression for my new painting, I just need to go to check my bank account...

Life is meaning less when you realized that you are about to die. Till then, everything negative however trifle they may be, depress you.

You won't be able to do it wrong, Durnik--any more than you'd be able to lie or cheat or steal. It's built into you to do it right, so don't worry about it.""That's all very well for you to say, Mistress, Pol," he replied, "but if you don't mind, I will worry about it just a bit--privately of course.

It was your destiny - let us hope it will prove a glorious one.

People with looks are lovely. People with brains are witty. People with cash are wealthy. But people with God are truly happy.

Oh, you dear good father!" cried Mary, putting her hands round her father´s neck, while he bent his head placidly, willing to be caressed. "I wonder if any other girl thinks her father the best man in the world.""Nonsense, child; you´ll think your husband better.""Impossible," said Mary, relapsing into her usual tone, "husbands are an inferior class of men, who require keeping in order.

How come if people keep telling me I'm so smart, I keep doing such stupid things?

Wise are my ways witty my actions

The literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourself.

I have abstained from expressing any opinion, so far," says Mr. Superintendent, with his military voice still in good working order. "I have now only one remark to offer, on leaving this case in your hands. There IS such a thing, Sergeant, as making a mountain out of a mole-hill. Good-morning.""There is also such a thing as making nothing out of a mole-hill, in consequence of your head being too high to see it." Having returned his brother-officer's compliment in those terms, Sergeant Cuff wheel

We are entrusting thousands of strangers with our innermost thoughts and feelings, and then we're expecting them to be careful with those feelings. As much as we want it to be, the Internet is not a safe space. It is not a place where we can lay our burdens down and heal. Why? Because there are too many people there who do not give an ounce of a shit about our well-being. They do not deserve our rawness, and they will not treat it with care.

Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism.

Jason smiled and took a sip of his coke before responding. “I’m not sure how to reply to that. I thought about just giving you a nasty look. But I see you already have one.

I wonder now how we got by when you weren't here.""I have no doubt the devastation was widespread, the suffering universal.""Indeed, it was the Dark Ages in the annals of Mrs. Dawlish's house. Ignorance was thick on the ground, and unenlkghtenment befogged all the windows.

My wit is only as stupid as the audience.

The wittiest authors raise the very slightest of smiles.

Graham's life is as tense as an overstretched simile.

The man is as useless as nipples on a breastplate.

A technicality I'm prepared to hide wildly behind.

What the hell makes you smart?" I asked."I wouldn't go for coffee with you.""Listen - I wouldn't ask you.""That," she replied, "is what makes you stupid.

One must have a heart of stone to read the death of little Nell without laughing.

I frankly felt like the reception we received on the way in from the airport was very warm and hospitable. And I want to thank the Canadian people who came out to wave -- with all five fingers -- for their hospitality.

The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?

You noticed that I wore this outfit twice? Why, the only thing you wear twice is a sour expression.

Master Griffin, I would marry my own mother for the excuse to stab my eyes out with her brooches than to see anything under your kilt," the man's voice said with an elegant aplomb. "Where would you like your guest's things, sir?

I wasn't used to guys making me blush, and I wasn't sure why he even was making me blush.

Talking to them was like being placed into conversational purgatory, with no hope of being released without significant damage to one's self-esteem.

But you have to understand, mental illness is like cholesterol. There is is good kind and the bad. Without the good kind- less flavor to life. Van Gogh, Beethoven, Edgar Allen Poe, Sylvia Plath, Pink Floyd (the early Piper at the Gates of Dawn line up), scientific breakthroughs, spiritual revolution, utopian visions, zany nationalism that kills millions- wait, that’s the bad kind. Tim Dorsey (Hurricane Punch)

Make sure it is God's trumpet you are blowing- if it is only yours it won't wake the dead, it will simply disturb the neighbours.

Every habit makes our hand more witty, and out wit more handy.

It is, in the imagination of combat's fans, the divinely listless loveplay that follows the orgasm of victory. It is called 'mopping up.

But life is not like that. You are not an airline. You can't remove a single olive from every salad served in first class and save one point two million dollars.

My waist is a 30. The jeans are a 28. When I fart, the Reeboks blow off.

I'll take a redrum with a rellik please.

I'm an angel. The horns are only there to hold up the halo.

He had not the makings of that honest man to whom success comes naturally.

I'll be sure not to let anyone but you carry me in her arms." He turns and leaves the kitchen before I can figure out what to make of his comment. A sense of humor is one more thing I don't think angels should have. The fact that his sense of humor is corny makes it even more wrong.

Childhood friends are continuity, uninterrupted connections between selves, and you hold on them. You hold on them and you love them, but sometimes they're not quite comfortable.

And then the second thing you have to do is go and see your son. That is a duty of love, Andrew. It's as simple as that. A duty of love. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

He was as obsequious as a Japanese ivy plant. Wringing his hands as if he hoped to squeeze the milk of human kindness from his fingernails, ...

Why Fight When You Can Negotiate?

Good,’ he said. ‘Cause Maggie’s all the nightmare I can take.’I smiled. ‘Gus, I never knew you dreamed of me.’He gave me a one-fingered salute.

Now it's my turn to give you advice." The tightened his grip, eliminating any doubt about whether he was as ready for this as she was. "Any time you're talking about having hot, dirty sex that makes you come so hard your whole world turns neon, the last thing you want to bring into the conversation is the word 'little'".

You'll want something mid-range. A 5.56 all right?""I suppose.""AR-15?""Ugh. AR-15? I'd rather not have my gun break down on me every second week." Besides, every wannabe and their dog had an M16 or M4 variant these days."G7.""Not accurate enough.""FAL?""A 7.62? Maybe," I said. "Though I hate the triggers.""As picky as a woman with her shoes," Abraham grumbled."Hey," I said. "That's insulting." I knew plenty of women who were pickier with their guns than they were with their shoes.

Ranta: Let's just pray that she actually is a tsundere... Though, if she were a tsundere, obviously, the one she'd go dere for is me, you know? That's kind of... not so bad, I guess?Moguzo: O-Obviously, she wouldn't go dere for Ranta, I think...Ranta: Oh, shut up, Moguzo!

The movie that changed my life,' he liked to say, by which he meant that it had changed his wardrobe.

PU'RIST: one superstitiously nice in the use of words.

How unlucky that you should have a reasonable answer to give, and that I should be so reasonable as to admit it!