Quotes about humor

“What kind of idiot do you think I am?”

”I have no idea what kind of idiot you are,” Miss Jesczenka said. “That’s why I’m asking.”

Could one die from boredom, she wondered? From complete, oppressive, crushing, unmitigated boredom, the likes of which made all other boredom seem like ecstasy’s sweet thrilling embrace? And in such a case, if one happened to have a life insurance policy, would it pay?

“Was your mother furious?”

“She’ll get over it,” Stanton said. “Perhaps not in this lifetime, but I happen to believe in reincarnation, so there’s still hope.”

Love. Such a lot of damn fuss.

You know, there’s one thing about you that always astonishes me. The longer you talk, the wronger you get.

Senator Stanton? The man who’s sold his own soul so many times that no one can figure out who actually owns it?

“Still feeling guilty, are we? I’d have thought you’d be over that by now.”

“I have a nettlesome little thing called a conscience,” Emily hissed. “Ever hear of it?”

“They’re out of fashion in New York,” Stanton said, and though she guessed she was joking, he didn’t sound humorous.

It's called mind over matter. If we don't mind, it doesn't matter.

When I was a little kid I thought like a little kid, but now I'm five I know everything.

We’ll fall off that bridge when we cross it.

I suppose being right will have to compensate me for being poor—the story of my life, I fear.

I had the evening to kill, but it didn’t want to die and fought back.