Quotes about humor

You were right, it’s one big open-air asylum. Virtue nodded solemnly and glanced back at the church. Yeah, but there’s a couple of saints mixed in with the crazies.

“In my dreams I sign chits and file papers,” Nikoros muttered. “Then I awake to sign real chits and file real papers. I imagine my grave marker will be carved as a writing desk. ‘Here lies Nikoros Via Lupa, wifeless and heirless, but gods how he could alphabetize!’”

“Government affairs are a bit beyond our experience,” said Jean.

“Nonsense. You’ll feel right at home. What is government but theft by consent? You’ll be moving in a society of kindred spirits.”

“Advice,” chuckled Doña Vorchenza. “The years play a sort of alchemical trick, transmuting one’s mutterings to a state of respectability. Give advice at forty and you’re a nag. Give it at seventy and you’re a sage.”

“Here's to charming losers, I suppose.“

“If only we knew where to find some.“

I make it a point never to trust men with weapons to my windpipe.

“You needed a bath,“ Jean interrupted. “You were covered in self-pity.“

I can’t live forever. Each time something like this affair lands in my lap, I suddenly recall that I don’t want to live forever.

It had the expression common to all kittens, that of a tyrant in the becoming.

You’re ten pints of crazy in a one-pint glass.

Enlightenment! When it comes, it comes like a brick to the head, doesn’t it?

Time went by with all the speed of a sleepless night.