c856ba5
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You are a manipulator. I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer.
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dark
label
comedy
manipulation
euphemism
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J.R. Ward |
2de4968
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"The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other." -Rhage "That depends more on your mouth than any floorplan." -Phury"
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dark
view-point
comedy
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J.R. Ward |
d9384e8
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And I must draft an advertisement for the Daily Prophet, too,' he added thoughtfully. 'We'll be needing a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.... Dear me, we do seem to run through them, don't we?
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harry-potter
comedy
dumbledore
secrets
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J.K. Rowling |
b30ffd4
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Each of us is full of shit in our own special way. We are all shitty little snowflakes dancing in the universe.
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individuality
inspirational
comedy
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Lewis Black |
45149bf
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I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.
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hamburgers
shattered-mirror
comedy
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Amelia Atwater-Rhodes |
a5ef752
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A Wasn't just isn't. He just isn't present. But you... You ARE YOU! And, now isn't that pleasant!
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optimistic
dr-seuss
comedy
optimist
yourself
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Dr. Seuss |
1426b69
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I have so much hate that it has turned into love.
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hate
humor
love
comedy
margaret
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Margaret Cho |
54e5559
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"-"He loved her...It was noble of him. It was beautiful." -"It was stupid." --
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humorous
funny
humor
comical
comedy
sharp
witty
satire
ironic
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Lloyd Alexander |
48e39b0
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Come here, let me share a bit of wisdom with you. Have you given much thought to our mortal condition? Probably not. Why would you? Well, listen. There's no one alive who can say if he will be tomorrow. Our fate moves invisibly! A mystery. No one can teach it, no one can grasp it. Accept this! Cheer up! Have a drink! But don't forget Aphrodite--that's You can let the rest go. Am I making sense? I think so. How about a drink. Put on a garland. I'm sure the happy splash of wine will cure your mood. We're all mortal you know. Think mortal. Because my theory is, there's no such thing as life,
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mortality
death
sadness
happiness
life
cheer
comedy
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Anne Carson |
cd7da28
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Some guys step on a rake in the dark, and get mad and go punch somebody. Others step on a rake in the dark and fall down laughing at themselves. I know which kind of guy I'd rather be. So do my friends.
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humour
friendship
comedy
sf
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Spider Robinson |
30c9aee
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"He looked like every glossy frat boy in every nerd movie ever made, like every popular town boy who'd ever looked right through her in high school, like every rotten rich kid who'd ever belonged where she hadn't. My mama warned me about guys like you. He turned to her as if he'd heard her and took off his sunglasses, and she went down the steps to meet him, wiping her sweaty palms on her dust-smeared khaki shorts. "Hi, I'm Sophie Dempsey," she said, flashing the Dempsey gotta-love-me grin as she held out her hot, grimy hand, and after a moment he took it. His hand was clean and cool and dry, and her heart pounded harder as she looked into his remote, gray eyes. "Hello, Sophie Dempsey," her worst nightmare said. "Welcome to Temptation." --
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crusie
comedy
romance-novels
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Jennifer Crusie |
bedb98b
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Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues. Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
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love
claudio
friendship-and-love
comedy
play
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William Shakespeare |
44c93c3
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My whole life I though I was the star of an overly earnest romance movie, and it turns out I was in a goddamned buddy comedy all along.
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romance
life
comedy
romance-movie
star
film
movie
movies
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John Green |
21f92ee
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No enemies had ever taken Ankh-Morpork. Well technically they had, quite often; the city welcomed free-spending barbarian invaders, but somehow the puzzled raiders found, after a few days, that they didn't own their horses any more, and within a couple of months they were just another minority group with its own graffiti and food shops.
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fantasy
comedy
discworld
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Terry Pratchett |
3e19217
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"Perriwickturned to Penelope as he set the tray down on a table. "If I might be so bold, my lady-" "Perriwick!" Blake roared. "If I hear the phrase 'if I might be so bold' one more time, as God is my witness, I'm going to toss you into the channel!" "Oh dear," Penelope said. "Perhaps he does have the fever, after all.Perriwick , what do you think?" The butler reached for Blake's forehead, only to have his hand nearly bitten off. "Touch me and die," Blake snarled."
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humor
comedy
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Julia Quinn |
b3c572d
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"Invalidating a woman's life choices by saying things like, "Oh, but you'll regret it if you don't have kids," or, "I didn't think I wanted kids either until I had one," is like me going to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting and telling the newly sober that eventually when they grow old, they'll want to take the edge off with a little gin and tonic and that if they could only just be mature enough to control themselves, they could go on a fun wine-tasting tour in the Napa Valley."
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kids
women
funny
comedy
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Jen Kirkman |
f94540c
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Comedy is a distortion of what is happening, and there will always be something happening.
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humor
comedy-humor
comedy
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Steve Martin |
a2c2521
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That bloody bastard! That thrice accursed son of a bitch!
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curses
comedy
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Cornelia Funke |
7f7fd19
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...teaching is, after all, a form of show business.
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comedy
teachers
teacher
teaching
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Steve Martin |
608aee9
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Squiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?' 'Oh, rather!' 'What do you do about it?' 'I generally take a couple of cocktails.
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loneliness
depression
sorrow
humor
desolation
comedy
alcohol-addiction
emptiness
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P.G. Wodehouse |
d020a48
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"Driving is boring," Rabbit pontificates, "but it's what we do. Most of American life is driving somewhere and then driving back wondering why the hell you went."
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comedy
driving
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John Updike |
3b7215c
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Here comes Mamma Vauquerr, fair as a starrr; and strung up like a bunch of carrots. Aren't we suffocating ourselves a wee bit?' he asked, placing a hand on the top of her corset. 'A bit of a crush in the vestibule, here, Mamma! If we start crying, there'll be an explosion. Never mind, I'll be there to collect the bits--just like an antiquary.' 'Now, there's the language of true French gallantry,' murmured Madame Vauquer in an aside to Madame Couture.
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humor
good-natured
obliviousness
comedy
wit
mockery
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Honoré de Balzac |
7a344d6
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Wrinkles was her big gray cat. Sierra named him Wrinkles because when he was a little baby he had a wrinkly face. He slept in Sierra's room, but not always on the bed. Mommy said that was 'cause Wrinkles had an attitude. Most cats had attitudes, actually.
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friendship
comedy
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Karen Kingsbury |
f3629a7
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"Um, thanks," Jackson told her. "And your name is...?" "I'm Margaret, Margaret Van Der Graaf," she answered with another eerie smile. Her teeth were so white that they looked bleached. "Van Der Graaf?" Jackson repeated, trying to stifle his laughter. He didn't want to be rude to the only person in sight, to this kind-hearted stranger who was offering to help him, but... Van Der Graaf? "What are you laughing at?" Margaret asked with curiosity, flashing him a calculating gaze. "I like my name. If you're going to be a jerk, then I won't help you. You can stay out here on the street through the night for all I care." "...Harsh," said Jackson, giving her a quizzical glance back. There was something 'off' about her, something that Jackson couldn't quite place, something that bordered on horrible loneliness and longing. "Who else lives here, Margaret Van Der Graaf?" He couldn't resist saying her name aloud. Despite its hilarity, it had a nice ring to it. "Who else lives here?" he urged. "Me, myself and I," said Margaret simply, snickering when she saw his horrified and annoyed expression"
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funny
friendship
humor
comedy
lonliness
weird
stranger
smile
ghost
longing
name
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Rebecca McNutt |
012dc40
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But it is infamous that they have not told you!' declared Eustacie. 'Je n'en reviendrai jamais!' 'If it's all the same to you, miss, I'd just as soon you'd talk in a Christian language,' said Mr. Stubbs.
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humour
humor
french-language
idiots
comedy
humourous-quote
idiotic
idiocy
humourous
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Georgette Heyer |
272ea98
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Now that I had assigned myself an act without jokes, I gave myself a rule. Never let them know I was bombing
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steve-martin
stand-up
jokes
comedy
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Steve Martin |
762587e
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Excuse me, I must go and putt
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english-society
putt
putting
comedy
british
golf
english
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P.G. Wodehouse |
93fbd3c
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"Maybe a holiday miracle will change Mearth's awful behavior," Mandy suggested with optimism. "The only holiday miracle around here is that Mearth hasn't murdered us both yet," said Alecto, lighting another cigarette, his hands shaking erratically. He looked exhausted and terrified, his gray eyes soulless. "Do you know what Mearth likes, Alecto?" Mandy questioned. "Vegetables, she likes celery a lot, and lettuce," Alecto responded in a quiet monotone. "I don't know what else she likes. I've never asked her." "Well, she has to like something... doesn't everyone?" "Not her, Mandy Valems."
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present
miracle
murder
humor
going-green
hoiday
lettuce
mother-earth
comedy
cigarette
christmas
vegetables
gift
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Rebecca McNutt |
32c062a
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He was not at the moment in very good odour at Bow Street. Such epithets as Blockhead and Blunderer had been used in connection with his last case. 'Jeremiah Stubbs, miss,' said the Runner. 'I am here in the execution of my dooty.
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humor
bungler
bungling
comedic
comedy
bumbling
idiotic
humorous-quotes
idiot
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Georgette Heyer |
8c8b061
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Them Frenchies!' 'Unchristian, that's what I call 'em,' responded Mr. Stubbs severely. 'I fair compassionate that wench.
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humor
moronic
idiots
comedy
idiotic
idiocy
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Georgette Heyer |