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64c944d
|
The Howard Hughes thing hadn't actually sounded like such a bad deal until about...oh, eight thirty-five this morning. Something about having his ex carry him to the bathroom and help him wash his balls just took all the fun out of becoming an eccentric recluse.
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ex
humor
jock
recluse
romance
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Heidi Betts |
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67dd1d7
|
It made him feel like less of a man. And given how much less of a man he'd felt the past several weeks, that was really saying something. He was surprised someone from the Man Club hadn't come by to revoke his dick and balls.
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humor
jock
romance
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Heidi Betts |
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5a5bdd0
|
The human digestive tract is like the Amtrak line from Seattle to Los Angeles: transit time is about thirty hours, and the scenery on the last leg is pretty monotonous.
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humor
science
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Mary Roach |
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aaaac38
|
"Across the road from my cabin was a huge clear-cut--hundreds of acres of massive spruce stumps interspersed with tiny Douglas firs--products of what they call "Reforestation," which I guess makes the spindly firs en masse a "Reforest," which makes an individual spindly fir a "Refir," which means you could say that Weyerhauser, who owns the joint, has Refir Madness, since they think that sawing down 200-foot-tall spruces and replacing them with puling 2-foot Refirs is no different from farming beans or corn or alfalfa. They even call the towering spires they wipe from the Earth's face forever a "crop"--as if they'd planted the virgin forest! But I'm just a fisherman and may be missing some deeper significance in their nomenclature and stranger treatment of primordial trees."
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humor
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David James Duncan |
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9f86c82
|
"They served "Good Food" but only a G, an O and a D were lit up. Personally, I doubted God dined there. Unless God was keen on samonella poisoning and rat droppings in the hamburgers. But then again, what did I know?"
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food
god
hamburgers
humor
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Julie Kenner |
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d8858ce
|
"During World War II, when combat rations were tinned, meat hashes were a common entree because they worked well with the filling machines. "But the men wanted something they could chew, something into which they could 'sink their teeth,'" wrote food scientist Samuel Lepkovsky in a 1964 paper making the case against a liquid diet for the Gemini astronauts. He summed up the soldiers' take on potted meat: "We could undoubtedly survive on these rations a lot longer than we'd care to live." (NASA went ahead and tested an all-milkshake meal plan on groups of college students living in a simulated space capsule at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base in 1964. A significant portion of it ended up beneath the floorboards.)"
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|
humor
science
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Mary Roach |
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5742093
|
Mr. A calls me into his office and says he's got bad news and bad news, and which do I want first. I say the bad news.
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bad-news
funny
humor
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George Saunders |
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ec23ade
|
O.K., then, all right, they would adopt a white-trash dog. Ha ha. They could name it Zeke, buy it a little corncob pipe and a straw hat. She imagined the puppy, having crapped on the rug, looking up at her, going, Cain't hep it. But no. Had she come from a perfect place? Everything was transmutable. She imagined the puppy grown up, entertaining some friends, speaking to them in a British accent: My family of origin was, um, rather not, shall we say, of the most respectable... Ha ha, wow, the mind was amazing, always cranking out these--
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humor
puppy
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George Saunders |
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82dd3e6
|
The simplest strategy for bouts of noxious flatus is to not care. Or perhaps to take advantage of a gastroenterologist I know: get a dog. (To blame.)
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|
flatulence
humor
science
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Mary Roach |
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e43814c
|
The sheep, I guess demented with love, didn't object to this at all. Casimir somehow found time to pull up some grass for it, and it lay down and munched its grass and then chewed its cud like hanging out with dogs [...] was something it always did. Maybe it thought other sheep were boring and that it had finally found its spiritual home.
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|
humor
sheep
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Robin McKinley |
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f6f69a9
|
A man walked across the moors from Razorback to Lancre town without seeing a single marshlight, head-less dog, strolling tree, ghostly coach or comet, and had to be taken in by a tavern and given a drink to unsteady his nerves.
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|
humor
magic
|
Terry Pratchett |
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3da1e28
|
"Got here half an hour ago and had a look, eyeballin' it," Sawyer said. "It's murder, all right. Tell you something else - the sun went down, and it's as dark as the inside of a horses's ass out here."
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horse
humor
virgil-flowers
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John Sandford |
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28e0175
|
I'd seriously contemplated a real collar - a sparkly green one - if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.
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collar
dignity
humor
olivia
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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2fff5b7
|
These are Rustbell Rabbits! I'd like to see them try!!!
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|
humor
original
|
J.R.R. Tolkien |
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7429113
|
I like to smile at the men who look mean so they know I believe in their better selves. That makes a difference in the world. This is how you might be able to reform a possible rapist without ever going to psychology school.
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|
humor
make-a-difference
psychology
smiling
|
Aimee Bender |
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d7ed884
|
"A woman's voice answered, "Hello?" Walter cried back at her, "Hello, oh Lord, hello!" "This is a recording," recited the woman's voice. "Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message on the wire spool so she may call you when she returns? Hello? This is a recording. Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message -" He hung up. He sat with his mouth twitching. On second thought he redialed that number. "When Miss Helen Arasumian comes home," he said, "tell her to go to hell."
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|
humor
loneliness
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Ray Bradbury |
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289b452
|
There are certain common privileges of a writer, the benefit whereof I hope there will be no reason to doubt; particularly, that where I am not understood, it shall be concluded that something very useful and profound is couched underneath; and again, that whatever word or sentence is printed in a different character shall be judged to contain something extraordinary either of wit or sublime.
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|
humor
jonathan-swift
writers
writing
|
Jonathan Swift |
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ac539ab
|
The hips were the leaders of this conspiracy. So I rang my boss and held the phone to my hips so he could hear them too.
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humor
ruby
|
Cecelia Ahern |
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da362ec
|
Englishmen are not usually softened by appeals to the memory of their mothers.
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|
humor
the-man-who-would-be-king
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Rudyard Kipling |
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a181757
|
If I don't keep this job, then my only future career-options are working in Argos, or being a prostitute,' I say, wildly. 'Maybe you could work in Argos a prostitute,' my mother says, merrily. She appears to be enjoying this conversation. 'They could list you in the catalogue, and people could queue up, and wait for you to come down the conveyor belt.
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|
humor
humour
|
Caitlin Moran |
|
2485f38
|
Sorry. I get attacks of quotitis every once in a while. It's a very rare disease with no cure. It usually attacks older people, and here i am afflicted with it at my tender age.
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humor
quotes
|
Madeleine L'Engle |
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8a88d8c
|
"He cut short my request for something to eat, snapping out, "I don't believe you want to work." Now this was irrelevant. I hadn't said anything about work. The topic of conversation I had introduced was "food." In fact, I didn't want to work. I wanted to take the westbound overland that night."
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|
humor
tramp
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Jack London |
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5b98cf7
|
Look, dude, you've sampled your life, mixed those sounds with a funk precedent, and established a sixteen-bar system of government for the entire rhythm nation. Set the Dj up as the executive, the legislative, and judicial branches. I mean, after listening to your beat, anything I've heard on the pop radio in the last five years feels like a violation of my civil rights.
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|
humor
music
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Paul Beatty |
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5ed19ba
|
Man, didn't anybody ever tell you that art is propaganda? It doesn't matter whether you think it should be or it shouldn't be, it just is, and motherfucker, like or not, you're sitting on a funky Magna Carta.
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|
dj-blaze
humor
music
|
Paul Beatty |
|
9944f55
|
"You got cats at home?" "No cats. Only a husband." --
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|
humor
marriage-life
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Jhumpa Lahiri |
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bdf3eb1
|
"And I've thought of a way to help you with the concept of color. "Close your eyes and be still, now. I'm going to give you a memory of a rainbow." --
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|
humor
|
Lois Lowry |
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8dc8a54
|
I brug you two [gifts] . . . I gots the little here in my pockie.' He dug one hand deep into his pocket and pulled out a handful of nuts and a dead grasshopper. 'Nope. Be the other side.' (Matt)
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|
humor
little-kids
mistake
|
Lois Lowry |
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0b15165
|
"If you wanted to kill me, why haven't you smothered me in my sleep?" "No sport in that." She gestured towards the ceiling. "Can I expect to be strung up on that bar and gutted like a deer?" He looked up at the bar and frowned. "Too much sport. Lots of heave-hoeing. Big mess to clean up after. Instead, why don't you just drink the poison-laced whiskey?" He extended the glass toward her again and when she didn't move he said, "No? Okay then." He shot the drink. She might not want the edge taken off but he sure as hell did."
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|
humor
kidnap
murder
|
Sandra Brown |
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8c663eb
|
Depth perception and beer obviously weren't related.
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|
depth-perception
humor
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Katie McGarry |
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0f7dc44
|
"Chubi, rhymes with booby, which you don't have, or doodie, which your face looks like," she said smugly, leaning back and making her chair squeak."
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|
humor
insults-and-slander
memorable
|
Kim Harrison |
|
8036721
|
Yo no creo en brujas, pero que las hay, las hay.
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|
humor
witches
|
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
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54935d0
|
"The male frog, in mating season," said Crake, "makes as much noise as it can. The females are attracted to the male frog with the biggest, deepest voice because it suggests a more powerful frog, one with superior genes. Small male frogs - it's been documented - discover that if they position themselves in empty drainpipes, the pipe acts as a voice amplifier, and the small frog appears much larger than it really is." "So?" "So that's what art is, for the artist," said Crake. "An empty drainpipe. An amplifier. A stab at getting laid." "Your analogy falls down when it comes to female artists," said Jimmy. "They're not in it to get laid. They'd gain no biological advantage from amplifying themselves, since potential mates would be deterred rather than attracted by this sort of amplification. Men aren't frogs, they don't want women who are ten times bigger than them." "Female artists are biologically confused," said Crake." --
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|
attraction
biology
evolution
humans
humor
|
Margaret Atwood |
|
70825b1
|
Bitches will take your ass down if you try to publish that. Peace out.
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|
humor
pageant
|
Libba Bray |
|
77258d9
|
"I knew this would happen," Marla says. "You're such a flake. You love me. You ignore me. You save my life, then you cook my mother into soap."
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|
humor
love
pages-159-160
soap
|
Chuck Palahniuk |
|
a872053
|
I movin' to Arizona! Dammit, there is nothin' there but gravel and scorpions.
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|
humor
scorpions
|
Mary Doria Russell |
|
a02297e
|
"Cars like that shouldn't be left in storage. It causes mechanical issues. With brakes and tires and engines and such." My smile returned. "You have no idea what you're talking about, do you?" "Not a word."
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|
gabriel
humor
mechanical-issues
olivia
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
36ce6e0
|
The men had scattered in all directions, which men are inclined to do when women leave them to their own devices for any length of time. I believe they are easily bored.
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|
humor
men
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Elizabeth Peters |
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3aefbd3
|
Men like to create unnecessary organizations and give them impressive or mysterious names; this usually ends in increased confusion, and should therefore be ignored.
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|
humor
men
|
Elizabeth Peters |
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64e304b
|
- Senhor Uhtred! - O padre Willibald veio correndo na minha direcao. - O que esta acontecendo? O que esta acontecendo? - Decidi comecar uma guerra, padre - respondi cheio de animacao. - E muito mais interessante que a paz.
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|
humor
|
Bernard Cornwell |
|
5955a30
|
He'd done his walls with paint from Holy Basil. God, I yearned for their colors. I hadn't been able to afford them myself but I knew their color chart like the back of my hand. His hall was done in Gangrene, his stairs in Agony and his living room--unless I was very much mistaken--in Dead Whale. Colors I personally very much approved of.
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|
humor
setting-the-scene
way-with-words
|
Marian Keyes |
|
fb34685
|
The big kid hasn't said anything yet. 'I do like hearing myself talk,' I say, 'only because I have a lot of neat things to say, but eventually the conversation will run out in, like, four or five years, and then where will we be?' Wonder of all wonders, he cracks a little smile. I don't blame him. I am pretty funny.
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|
humor
little-guys
m-m-romance
start-of-something-amazing
|
T.J. Klune |
|
abc073a
|
"Venerable age had not, for him, arranged that derelict landscape against which it is privileged to sit and pick its nose, break wind, and damn the course of youth groping among the obstacles erected, dutifully, by its own hands earlier, along the way of that sublime delusion known as the pursuit of happiness. Not to be confused with the state of political bigotry, mental obstinacy, financial security, sensual atrophy, emotional penury, and spiritual collapse which, under the name "maturity", animated lives around him, it might be said that Reverend Gwyon had reached maturity."
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|
humor
maturity
recognitions
|
William Gaddis |
|
c1933bf
|
The gilded confines of the Beauty Hall were not my preferred habitat; like the chicken that had laid the eggs for my sandwich, I was more of a free-range creature.
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|
eggs
eleanor-oliphant
funny
gail-honeyman
humor
sandwich
|
Gail Honeyman |
|
f6c5def
|
"Eyes on hers, he flicked her shoulder. Her mouth fell open. She started stomping the floor. "What in God's name are you doing?" he demanded. "Trying to kill the giant tarantula, because the only reason I can figure you just fucking flicked me is because there was a big, fat spider on my shoulder."
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|
humor
|
J.D. Robb |
|
587d349
|
My mother was, for the most part, delighted with my brother and regarded him with the bemused curiosity of a brood hen discovering she has hatched a completely different species. 'I think it was very nice of Paul to give me this vase,' she once said, arranging a bouquet of wildflowers into the skull-shaped bong my brother had left on the kitchen table. 'It's nontraditional, but that's the Rooster's way. He's a free spirit, and we're lucky to have him.
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|
drugs
family
humor
satire
|
David Sedaris |
|
955c2a9
|
"My only comfort was the knowledge that I was not alone. Huddled in the hallways and making the most of our pathetic French, my fellow students and I engaged in the sort of conversation commonly overheard in refugee camps. "Sometime me cry alone at night." "That be common for I, also, but be more strong, you. Much work and someday you talk pretty. People start love you soon. Maybe tomorrow, okay."
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|
french-language
humor
language-learning
students
|
David Sedaris |
|
2bb6e58
|
Mrs Loudon was even more successful than her husband thanks to a single work, Practical Instructions in Gardening for Ladies, published in 1841, which proved to be magnificently timely. It was the first book of any type ever to encourage women of elevated classes to get their hands dirty and even to take on a faint glow of perspiration. This was novel almost to the point of eroticism. Gardening for Ladies bravely insisted that women could manage gardening independent of male supervision if they simply observed a few sensible precautions - working steadily but not too vigorously, using only light tools, never standing on damp ground because of the unhealthful emanations that would rise up through their skirts.
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|
humor
|
Bill Bryson |
|
5edd53d
|
"This," Alaric explained to Sarah in what he thought was a kindly voice, "isn't love you're feeling. Only dopamine. Because Felix isn't like anyone else you know. Being a creature of the night, he's new and exciting and activates a neurotransmitter in your brain that releases feelings of euphoria when you're around him...especially because you know you can never actually be together, and he seems complicated, and perhaps even sensitive and vulnerable at times. But I can assure you: he's anything but." "How dare you?" Sarah demanded hotly. "It isn't dopa...whatever! It's love! Love!"
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|
dopamine
humor
love
vampires
|
Meg Cabot |
|
f1bac98
|
Your topsoil's a disaster area -- it's starved for nitrogen, it's been fertilized for years by the criminally insane, and whatever thief put in your irrigation system ought to be flogged through the fleet.
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|
farm
humor
land
|
Peter S. Beagle |
|
54a3539
|
In 1881, being on a visit to Boston, my wife and I found ourselves in the Parker House with the 's, and went over to Charleston to hear him lecture. His subject was 'Some Mistakes of Moses,' and it was a memorable experience. Our lost leaders, -- , , Theodore Parker, -- who had really spoken to disciples rather than to the nation, seemed to have contributed something to form this organ by which their voice could reach the people. . The wonderful power which Washington's Attorney-general, Edmund Randolph, ascribed to of insinuating his ideas equally into learned and unlearned had passed from 's pen to 's tongue. . { }
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|
art
boston
emerson
emotion
friendship
henry-d-thoreau
henry-david-thoreau
henry-thoreau
honor
humor
imagination
ingersoll
inspirational
laughter
lecture
logic
love
memorable
mirth
morality
orator
paine
pathos
poetry
power
praise
ralph-e-emerson
ralph-emerson
ralph-waldo-emerson
reason
respect
robert-g-ingersoll
robert-green-ingersoll
robert-ingersoll
simplicity
some-mistakes-of-moses
speech
sympathy
tears
thomas-paine
thoreau
truth
voice
wisdom
|
Moncure Daniel Conway |
|
6b567ac
|
Servants ran to wake the young king, Tamar, already awake and watching from his balcony. Curious, naturally. Not altogether pleased. No more than anyone would be, jolted out of a sound sleep by unexpected elephants.
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|
humor
|
Lloyd Alexander |
|
8c7256f
|
The heating systems composed works in the style of John Cage.
|
|
humor
music
|
David Mitchell |
|
6398ec9
|
I put my hand down below the table to check my zipper. You have to stand before a jury only once with your fly open and it will never happen again
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|
humor
zipper
|
Michael Connelly |
|
c0964de
|
"Yeah," Chris said. "I lose a couple limbs getting drunk and falling into harvesting combine, I'm an idiot. I lose the same limbs because I happened to be standing next to the right door when the ship was damaged, I'm a hero."
|
|
humor
sarcasm
|
James S.A. Corey |
|
c35acae
|
When, however, the lay public rallies round an idea that is denounced by distinguished but elderly scientists and supports that idea with great fervor and emotion--the distinguished but elderly scientists are then, after all, probably right.
|
|
arthur-charles-clarke
clarke
humor
robotics
sci-fi
science
scientists
|
Isaac Asimov |
|
d314045
|
Society never made the preposterous demand that a man should think as much about his own qualifications for making a charming girl happy as he thinks of hers for making himself happy. As if a man could choose not only his wife but his wife's husband!
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|
humor
social-norms
|
George Eliot |
|
db9270c
|
"I refuse to let him hire a princess in disguise who's hoping to sneak into the next ball wearing a dress as shining as the stars so that Daystar will fall in love with her. Princesses are very persuasive, but most of them aren't much use in the kitchen." Daystar blinked. "But Mother, we hardly ever have balls. And I really don't think I'd fall in love with someone just because she was wearing a fancy dress." "Try and convince a princess of that."
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|
enchanted-forest
humor
love
princess
|
Patricia C. Wrede |
|
c4fe19c
|
"Back to my apartment? The FBI is there just waiting to slap handcuffs on me." "Well then I guess you shouldn't have decided to become a terrorist, Harry!" "Hey, I never--" Bob raised his voice and shouted toward the centipedes, "I'm not with him!"
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|
humor
|
Jim Butcher |
|
344fa8b
|
"The sergeants are shunted forward and they blink and stare up at Gonzo as he leans on the edge of his giant mixing bowl. MacArthur never addressed his troops from a mixing bowl--not even one made from a spare geodesic radio emplacement shell--and certainly de Gaulle never did. But Gonzo Lubitsch does, and he does it as if a whole long line of commanders were standing at his shoulder, urging him on. "Gentlemen," says Gonzo softly, "holidays are over. I need an oven, and I need one in about twenty minutes, or these fine flapjacks will go to waste, and that is happening." And something about this statement and the voice in which he says it makes it clear that this is simply true. One way or another, this thing will get done. Under a layer of grime and horror, these two are soldiers, and more, they are productive, can-do sorts of people. Rustily but with a gratitude which is not so far short of worship, they say "Yes, sir" and are about their business."
|
|
flapjacks
humor
pancakes
soldiers
war
|
Nick Harkaway |
|
649fcf3
|
You are quick, for a dancing master, said Ser Meryn. You are slow, for a knight, Syrio replied.
|
|
humor
knight
meryn
syrio
|
George R.R. Martin |
|
f747745
|
That's so typical. You won't steal a baby, but you're too lazy to conjugate.
|
|
grammar
humor
|
Jim Butcher |
|
90b3a60
|
"When the corpses of [Sir John] Franklin's officers and crew were later discovered, miles from their ships, the men were found to have left behind their guns but to have lugged such essentials as monogrammed silver cutlery, a backgammon board, a cigar case, a clothes brush, a tin of button polish, and a copy of "The Vicar of Wakefield." These men may have been incompetent bunglers, but, by God, they were gentlemen." --
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|
humor
|
Anne Fadiman |
|
ca1a2d5
|
He fell into step beside me and we both got into the -- he got in the red door. I got in the white one, and we peered out over the grey hood[...]
|
|
humor
|
Jim Butcher |
|
5f1a341
|
"New Rule: Instead of killing 99.9 percent of germs, Lysol has to just go ahead and kill them all. Why spare the remaining 0.1 percent? So they can return to their villages and tell the other germs, "Dude, do not mess with Lysol"?"
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|
humor
|
Bill Maher |
|
77b1d80
|
New Rule: Americans have to come up with a better cheese to represent the nation than American cheese. I'm not even sure American cheese is cheese. I think it's aged Jell-O. And it doesn't need to be individually wrapped in plastic, either. You're thinking of condoms.
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|
cheese
food
humor
|
Bill Maher |
|
d530cab
|
All those adorable towheaded kids in the promotional film are going to turn thirteen. Once a family member hits puberty, odds are that everybody is not going to have the same ideals. Unless everybody gets together and agrees that the new ideals involve turning the front yard into a skate ramp and officially changing Dad's name to Fuckhead.
|
|
florida
humor
parenting
|
Sarah Vowell |
|
f10b249
|
"You should find something better to do with your time," Mandy told him. "I spend my time shooting people, and then I take them to darkrooms and blow them up." "...Come again?" Alecto questioned with a tone of alarm in his voice. "I take photographs and develop them myself, I've got my own darkroom... it was a joke," Mandy laughed. "I love photography and I'm gonna be a photojournalist someday." "Really?" Alecto asked. For the first time since she'd met him, he sounded slightly enthusiastic. "...I take photographs and I film my own home movies, I have a darkroom as well... but I can't be a photojournalist like you... I can't be anything... still, at least I can take photographs, it's fun."
|
|
april-fool-s
blow-up
camera
chemical
crazy
dark-room
darkroom
demented
develop
disturbing
enthusiasm
film
friends
funny
hilarious
home-movies
humor
insane
instamatic
joke
kodak
murder
nikon
photography
photography-humor
shoot
strange
super-8
weird
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
6f97cef
|
New Rule: America has every right ot bitch about gas prices suddenly shooting up. How could we have known? Oh, wait, there was that teensy, tiny thing about being warned constantly over the last forty years but still creating more urban sprawl, failing to build public transport, buying gas-guzzlers, and voting for oil company shills. So, New Rule: Shut the fuck up about gas prices.
|
|
gas
gas-guzzlers
gas-prices
humor
oil
politics
urban-sprawl
|
Bill Maher |
|
d42cb39
|
(...) solo el perro o el caballo podrian emitir un juicio de conjunto sobre el hombre y declarar que el hombre es asombroso, lo que ellos no se preocupan de hacer, por lo menos que yo sepa. Pero no se puede admitir que un hombre pueda formular un juicio sobre el hombre.
|
|
humanismo
humor
|
Jean-Paul Sartre |
|
45a82bb
|
New Rule: Gun-control people have to stop pressuring Starbucks to ban guns. I want my gun nuts overcaffeinated, twitchy, and accident-prone. That way, the problem will take care of itself. Plus, if just one gun nut kills just one pseudo-intellectual writing a screenplay-slash-graphic-novel on his iPad, natural selection is doing its job.
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coffee
gun-control
guns
humor
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Bill Maher |
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58c14f6
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The Aunts put their arms about one another so that their faces were cheek to cheek, and from this doublehead they gazed up at Steerpike with a row of four equidistant eyes. There was no reason why there should not have been forty, or four hundred of them. It so happened that only four had been removed from a dead and endless frieze whose inexhaustible and repetitive theme was forever, eyes, eyes, eyes.
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humor
weird
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Mervyn Peake |
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71aef6d
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Don't look at his groin. Don't look at his groin. Don't mention that he doesn't have a vagina, so 'we' is bullshit. This is not the time to mention your pet peeve about expectant fathers talking how 'we' are having a baby. Don't. Don't.
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humor
pet-peeves
pregnancy
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MaryJanice Davidson |
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9dbd8f7
|
Snakes don't have fuckin' legs, so how was I supposed to think there'd be one hidin' in the face of a damn rock that's ten feet below the summit?
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contemporary
humor
reaction
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Simone Elkeles |
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4c0e72c
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"For your penance, say two Hail Marys, three our Fathers, and," he added, with a chuckle, "say a special prayer for the Dodgers."
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humor
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Doris Kearns Goodwin |
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8f12921
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His ears caught a sweet chiming noise, and a moment later a warm rush fell over his body. How we doing Rhage? Too hot? Butch's voice. Up close. The cop was in the shower with him. And he smelled Turkish tobacco. V must be in the bathroom too. Hollywood? This too hot for you? No. He reached around for the soap, fumbling. Can't see. Just as well. No reason for you to know what we look naked together. Frankly, I'm traumatized enough for the both of us. Rhage smiled a little as a washcloth scrubbed over his face, neck and chest.
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humor
romance
vampire
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J.R. Ward |
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30aacc0
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New Rule: There's only one thing to say about the Christian Film and Television Commission giving me the Bigoted Bile Award and naming the number-one Most Unbearable Movie of 2008: Thank you! You hate me, you really hate me!
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hate
humor
religion
religulous
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Bill Maher |
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ca169f9
|
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima
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|
hemingway
humor
poets
terza-rima
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Ernest Hemingway |
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78aa26b
|
New Rule: The Napa Valley is Disneyland for alcoholics. Be honest, you're not visiting wineries in four days because you're an oenophile, you're doing it because you're a drunk. It's the only place in America where you can pass out in a stranger's house and it's okay, because it's a B&B and you paid for it.
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humor
napa-valley
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Bill Maher |
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7719a80
|
"I notice you didn't include a blade with your new attire," Royce said. "Not even a little jeweled dagger." "Lords no." Albert looked appalled. "I don't fight." "I thought all nobles learned sword fighting." Royce looked to Hadrian. "I thought so too." "Nobles with competent fathers perhaps. I spent my formative years at my aunt's at Huffington Manor. She held a daily salon, where a dozen noble ladies came to discuss all manner of philosophical topics, like how much they hated their husbands. I've never actually held a sword, but I can tie a mean corset and apply face paint like a gold-coin whore."
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fighting
humor
noble
stereotypes
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Michael J. Sullivan |
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31fbe35
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"I have been asked to explain what I meant by saying that "Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity." I have no notion when I said it or where I said it, or even whether I said it; in the sense that I do not now remember ever saying it at all. But I do know why I said it; if I ever said it at all."
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humor
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G.K. Chesterton |
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cd06039
|
One of the many downsides to being a drug addict is never really knowing if the stuff is real.
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downside
drug
drug-addict
druggie
funny
humor
junkie
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Rebecca McNutt |
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1b61ede
|
Andrew Lloyd Webber's version of the Kool-Aid jingle is at once chilling and evocative. Donny Osmond is brilliant as James Jones.
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humor
series
vampires
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Christopher Moore |
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3c0330f
|
"Sweet Pocket, you mustn't ask about my life before I came here. What I am now, I have always been, and everything I am is here with you." "Sweet Thalia," said I. "That is a fiery flagon of dragon toss."
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future
humor
life
past
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Christopher Moore |
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7dd561d
|
Mrs. Whitaker found the Holy Grail; it was under a fur coat.
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|
humor
neil-gaiman
|
Neil Gaiman |
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4b34086
|
In order not to make a liar out of Henry or Katherine, one or the other, the committee men think up circumstances in which the match may have been partly consummated, or somewhat consummated, and to do this they have to imagine every disaster and shame that can occur between a man and a woman alone in a room in the dark.
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|
henry-viii
humor
sex
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Hilary Mantel |
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6a73238
|
Yet here apparently on this stifling summer afternoon was the eye of Mr. Flay at the outer keyhole of the Hall of the Bright Carvings, and presumably the rest of Mr Flay was joined on behind it.
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humor
mr-flay
rottcodd
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Mervyn Peake |
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165e0fb
|
"The abbot cleared his throat. "You are all very stupid people," he told them graciously, "and you do not know anything at all."
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humor
|
Neil Gaiman |
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43c4326
|
"I wanted to get you flowers but none of the flower shops are open at this hour. I checked six all-night variety stores before finding any at all and this was the best of the-" "They're lovely," Rachel interrupted as she took the flowers. Limp and sad-looking as they were, they truly were lovely to Rachel. They represented hope, and she accepted them gladly, offering a shy smile as she lifted them to her face and sniffed the delicate bouquet of- "Salami?" They were kept in the deli fridge," he muttered, looking embarrassed."
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|
humor
romance
vampires
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Lynsay Sands |
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b6db25a
|
New Rule: Churches have to stop ringing the damn bells. It was a good idea in the Middle Ages, but people have clocks now. It's not like you're doing us all a favor by keeping the hunchbacks off the street. Make up your mind, are you a house of worship or an ice cream truck?
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|
humor
|
Bill Maher |
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9e3f23a
|
But in doing so---moving forward...---he's still dealing with the past. It's always strung out behind us, innit, attached to our arses like a roll of toilet paper we trail out of the bathroom, pointing the way to the giant shite we just took. It doesn't matter if we flushed it down; Everyone still knows what we did there. So its fine to say it's all done and you have no connection with the past, that you're a new person every second, but silly in my view to pretend that person isn't made of the old one.
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|
humor
past
philosophy
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Kevin Hearne |
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9ee1436
|
[On writing Jeeves and Wooster stories]: You tell yourself that you can take Jeeves stories or leave them alone, that one more can't possibly hurt you, because you know you can pull up whenever you feel like it, but it is merely wish-full thinking. The craving has gripped you and there is no resisting it. You have passed the point of no return.
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|
humor
humour
jeeves
|
P.G. Wodehouse |
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f1f4bda
|
"Jake ignored him and went on. "If I ever do hook up with anybody again - and I sincerely doubt that I will, so wipe that hopeful look off your face - it will be with someone who thinks that being with somebody who mows lawns is her idea of heaven on earth and who will do exactly what I tell her to do and love it." "I think Donna Reed is dead," Will said."
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humor
men-and-women
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Jennifer Crusie |
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7fb8911
|
Of course, when you shut off your brain from rational analysis, book is dangerous. Taking literally ancient parables from thousands of years ago is much more dangerous than playing with a loaded gun. Ancient scrawls, written by different authors in different centuries with different agendas--yeah, let's get mad literal about . The literalness problem is compounded in religion by the circular logic of not being allowed to question anything, or else you're lacking faith.
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|
biblical-literalism
humor
literalism
logic
rationality
religion
|
Bill Maher |
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e25f441
|
"No," he said hoarsely, "the chair will do just fine, thank you." "If I know you are uncomfortable, I shan't be able to sleep." She sounded remarkably like a damsel in distress. Dunford shuddered. He had never been able to resist playing hero. Slowly he got to his feet and walked to the empty side of the bed. How bad could it be?"
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hero
humor
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Julia Quinn |
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8e804a9
|
"Kid, I've only known you two days and I've seen you plastered three times." He shook his head. "A bar would not be a good career move for you."
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humor
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Jennifer Crusie |
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833dd19
|
"Percy, you are dismissed from my service." "Me? Why, my lord?" "Why? Because, Percy, far from being a fit consort for a prince of the realm, you would bore the leggings off a village idiot. You ride a horse rather less well than another horse would. Your brain would make a grain of sand look large and ungainly, and the part of you that can't be mentioned, I am reliably informed by women around the court, wouldn't be worth mentioning even if it could be. If you put on a floppy hat and a funny codpiece, you might just get by as a fool, but since you wouldn't know a joke if it got up and gave you a haircut, I doubt it. That's why you're dismissed." "Oh, I see." "And as for you, Baldrick..." "Yes." "You're out, too."
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historical
humor
insult
satire
|
Richard Curtis |
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3ccaf8c
|
The other shoppers were too well behaved to stare at the green-headed stoner and the tear-streaked lady zigzagging up the aisles with a chubby bearded guy scurrying behind them picking up the things they dropped.
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|
humor
humorous-quotes
irony
|
Amy Goldman Koss |
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e97d7bd
|
I agreed to keep the cards a secret and asked my grandmother if she believed in magic. She said she did not but that, surprisingly, magic worked even if you did not believe in it.
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humor
magic
trust
|
Michael Chabon |
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a8732cd
|
At the departure gate, a drunken airport security woman was handing out box cutters to the passengers.
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|
drunkenness
humor
security
|
Warren Ellis |
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276c4a7
|
"It is hardly lonely in a nunnery, son, with other women. And God is there." Morgause said, "I would rather dwell in a hermitage in the forest than in a house full of chattering ladies! If God is there, it must be hard for him to get a word in edgewise!"
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|
humor
nuns
women
|
Marion Zimmer Bradley |
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e310155
|
Everything had been going so well, he'd had it really under his thumb these few centuries. That's how it goes, you think you're on top of the world, and suddenly they spring Armageddon on you.
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|
crowley
humor
|
Neil Gaiman |
|
b2a48d0
|
Have any sheep been seen walking out of the Library with seagoing adventurers clinging to their wool?
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|
humor
witty
|
Lindsey Davis |
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39bbd29
|
New Rule: Stop calling bagpipes a musical instrument. They're actually a Scottish Breathalyzer test. You blow into one end, and if the sound that comes out the other end doesn't make you want to kill yourself--you're not drunk enough.
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|
humor
music
|
Bill Maher |
|
6563cb5
|
There had been a time in high school, see, when I wrestled with the possibility that I might be gay, a torturous six-month culmination of years of unpopularity and girllessness. At night I lay in bed and cooly informed myself that I was gay and that I had better get used to it. The locker room became a place of torment, full of exposed male genitalia that seemed to taunt me with my failure to avoid glancing at them, for a fraction of a second that might have seemed accidental but was, I recognized, a bitter symptom of my perversion. Bursting with typical fourteen-year-old desire, I attempted to focus it in succession on the thought of every boy I knew, hoping to find some outlet for my horniness, even if it had to be perverted, secret, and doomed to disappointment. Without exception these attempts failed to produce anything but bemusement, if not actual disgust. This crisis of self-esteem had been abruptly dispelled by the advent of Julie Lefkowitz, followed swiftly by her sister Robin, and then Sharon Horne and little Rose Fagan and Jennifer Schaeffer; but I never forgot my period of profound sexual doubt. Once in a while I would meet an enthralling man who shook, dimly but perceptibley, the foundations laid by Julie Lefkowitz, and I would wonder, just for a moment, by what whim of fate I had decided that I was not a homosexual.
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|
humor
|
Michael Chabon |
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b0fd7fe
|
America is bad at discriminating between danger likely to strike again, and red herrings, the freaking helpings of disaster that no man or plan can prevent.
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|
humor
|
Bill Maher |
|
4f641c1
|
The Count was Prince Humperdink's only confidant. His last name was Rugen, but no one needed to use it - he was the only Count in the country, the title having been bestowed by the Prince as a birthday present some years before, the happening taking place, naturally, at one of the Countess' parties.
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humor
|
William Goldman |
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d62e556
|
The use of charm as a tool made her hackles rise. She respected a more direct approach. A battering ram approach. At least one knew where one stood with the battering ram, none of this butter-wouldn't-melt nonsense that could mean yes, no, or maybe.
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directness
humor
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Lauren Willig |
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c437da6
|
I used to get upset if somebody I didn't like loved a book I loved. That's MY book, I'd think.
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|
books
humor
|
Abigail Thomas |
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203e6a6
|
"New Rule: Designers of women's Halloween costumes must admit that they're not even trying. They just choose a random profession, like nurse or referee, and put the word "sexy" in front of it, thereby perpetuating the idea of Halloween as a day when normally shy women release their inner sluts and parade around like vixens, and I just completely forgot what I was complaining about."
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|
humor
|
Bill Maher |
|
dc26838
|
"He runs his eye along the row of knives in their racks, the cleavers for splitting bones. He picks one up, looks at its edge, decides it needs sharpening and says, "Do you think I look like a murderer? In your good opinion?" A silence. After a while, Thurston proffers, "At this moment, master, I would have to say..."
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|
humor
knives
murder
murderers
|
Hilary Mantel |
|
9207565
|
He is not a man wedded to action, Boleyn, but rather a man who stands by, smirking and stroking his beard; he thinks he looks enigmatic, but instead he looks as if he's pleasuring himself.
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|
humor
|
Hilary Mantel |
|
1eb51c8
|
New Rule: Don't name your kid after a ballpark. Cubs fans Paul and Teri Fields have named their newborn son Wrigley. Wrigley Fields. A child is supposed to be an independent individual, not a means of touting your own personal hobbies. At least that's what I've always taught my kids, Panama Red and Jacuzzi.
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|
bad-decisions
baseball
chicago
chicago-cubs
children
humor
names
naming
parenting
parents
sports
sports-fans
|
Bill Maher |
|
4dd3a58
|
"Of course, we in the West like to pat ourselves on the back and say we're more tolerant, and we are--but tolerance is not the same thing as acceptance. It just means, "We think you're crazy and going to hell, but we won't kill you for it--we'll you. But you don't know who the Man in the Sky is, and we do."
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|
humor
religion
religious-tolerance
tolerance
|
Bill Maher |
|
3783ca4
|
I sleep on my face, and then it does not frighten anybody in the morning.
|
|
humor
ugly
|
Ernest Hemingway |
|
3930d89
|
New Rule: Stop leaving couches on the sidewalk. Besides being lazy and ugly, it's animal cruelty. You teach your dog not to pee on the couch, and then when you take him to the place he's supposed to pee, there's a couch.
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|
humor
pets
|
Bill Maher |
|
981a0ef
|
It was his wife we objected to. Her name was Leda, but he called her Tip. She was very small and her hair, eyes, and skin, though naturally of different shades, were all muddy. She seldom sat- she perched on things - and liked to cock her head a little to one side. Nora had a theory that once when Edge opened an antique grave, Tip ran out of it,...
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|
humor
|
Dashiell Hammett |
|
7a08ab0
|
"Alice opened the door when I rang. She had on green pyjamas and held a hairbrush in one hand. She looked wearily at Quinn and spoke wearily: "Bring it in." I took it in and spread it on a bed. It mumbled something I could not make out and moved one hand feebly back and forth, but its eyes stayed shut."
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|
funny
humor
|
Dashiell Hammett |
|
fce676c
|
"Nora was eating a piece of cold duck with one hand and working on a jig-saw puzzle with the other when I got home. "I thought you'd gone to live with her," she said. "You used to be a detective: find me a brownish piece shaped something like a snail with a long neck." "Piece of duck or puzzle?..."
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|
humor
puzzles
|
Dashiell Hammett |
|
a72928d
|
"You'd be surprised." Charlie said. "You go to bed one night singing her a lullaby, and she wakes up listening to Limp Bizkit." "What the hell is Limp Bizkit?"
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|
humor
|
Jodi Picoult |
|
c2c8508
|
If it was appropriate to judge a person based on her footwear - and it obviously was - I decided I liked her immediately.
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|
humor
merit
shoes
vampires
|
chloe neill |
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ed50cec
|
"Gilbert put down the magazine he was looking at and politely said he hoped I was recovering from my injury. I said I was. "I've never been hurt, really hurt," he went on, "that I can remember. I've tried hurting myself, of course, but that's not the same thing. It just made me uncomfortable and irritable and sweat a lot." "That's pretty much the same thing," I said."
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|
humor
|
Dashiell Hammett |
|
6dbb05f
|
"My side felt a lot better when Nora called me at noon the next day. "My nice policeman wants to see you," she said. "How do you feel?" "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober." I pushed Asta out of the way and got up."
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|
humor
|
Dashiell Hammett |
|
c5eaba2
|
Hi, you've reached Caitlin! I'm either on the other line or I'm purposely ignoring you. Or maybe Mrs. Mitchell confiscated my phone for texting in class again... Leave a message and if I deem you worthy, or at least hot, I'll call you back. Mwah!
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|
friendship
humor
mari-mancusi
nice-voicemail
scorched
voicemail
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
55045ce
|
"Who else can walk around in a suit like that and then disappear without a trace?" "That's easy," Granuaile replied. "Keyser Soze." She blew on the tips of her fingers. "Poof. He's gone."
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|
granuaile
humor
|
Kevin Hearne |
|
8d0e37c
|
All of which does not alter the fact that Pnin was on the wrong train.
|
|
humor
irony
|
Vladimir Nabokov |
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a6ff3d6
|
And a beautiful garden, not far from a beautiful lake, and I said it sounded perfectly perfect.
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|
humor
language-play
nice-language
|
Vladimir Nabokov |
|
2dea6a3
|
Properly cared for, a Savile Row suit can be handed down the generations--like gout.
|
|
humor
savile-row
tailoring
|
Ben Schott |
|
36e6891
|
"When we entered a classroom we always tossed our caps on the floor, to free our hands; as soon as we crossed the threshold we would throw them under the bench so hard that they struck the wall and raised a cloud of dust; this was "the way it should be done." But the new boy either failed to notice this maneuver or was too shy to perform it himself, for he was still holding his cap on his lap at the end of the prayer. It was a head-gear of composite nature, combining elements of the busby, the lancer cap, the round hat, the otter-skin cap and the cotton nightcap--one of those wretched things whose mute ugliness has great depths of expression, like an idiot's face. Egg-shaped and stiffened by whalebone, it began with three rounded bands, followed by alternating diamond-shaped patches of velvet and rabbit fur separated by a red stripe, and finally there was a kind of bag terminating in a cardboard-lined polygon covered with complicated braid. A network of gold wire was attached to the top of this polygon by a long, extremely thin cord, forming a kind of tassel. The cap was new; its visor was shiny. "Stand up," said the teacher. He stood up; his cap fell. The whole class began to laugh. He bent down and picked it up. A boy beside him knocked it down again with his elbow; he picked it up once again. "Will you please put your helmet away?" said the teacher, a witty man."
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|
caps
hats
headgear
humor
misfit
newness
|
Gustave Flaubert |
|
89feb88
|
I was amazed at how strong women were when they were angry.
|
|
humor
women
|
Robin Hobb |
|
f99a191
|
And, corny as it may sound, I do cherish the bond between me and the audience, the minority that follows my stuff and always makes me glad it's us against the world.
|
|
cute
humor
real-time-with-bill-maher
|
Bill Maher |
|
d11ab75
|
"The gym cat appears to those who will die. He is our totem." This thought came to me a few weeks ago. I shared it with no one of course."
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|
humor
|
Joyce Carol Oates |
|
0d53659
|
Please note, I am not suggesting that illicit drugs are required to break down social barriers.
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|
humor
|
Thomas C. Foster |
|
99fc146
|
"Who was the moron on the phone?" "Carl Avery," Kate said. "A long-standing client and potential felon."
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|
crime
humor
|
Jennifer Crusie |
|
8cf3268
|
In the cramped confines of the toilet I had trouble getting out of my wet trousers, which clung to my legs like a drowning man. The new ones were quite complicated too in that they had more legs than a spider; either that or they didn't have enough legs to get mine into. The numbers failed to add up. Always there was one trouser leg too many or one of my legs was left over. From the outside it may have looked like a simple toilet, but once you were locked in here the most basic rules of arithmetic no longer held true.
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|
drugs
humor
humour
lmao
travel
|
Geoff Dyer |
|
edf3446
|
"You took your clothes off?" "You didn't notice?" "No! Jeez Louise, I don't even know you." "If you look under the covers, you'll know me better." "I don't want to know you better!" "That's a big fib," Diesel said."
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|
humor
humorous
love
wicked-appetite
|
Janet Evanovich |
|
143cbe7
|
"New Rule: Let the Pope be Pope. An animal-rights group in Italy has asked Pope Benedict to give up his fur-trimmed cape and hat. To which the Pope replied, "Don't be hatin' on my cape, bitch." Sorry, but Popes are the original divas, they invented bling, they've been wearing outlandish outfits for a thousand years--almost as long as Elton John. The clothes, the jewels, the fancy palace...Those aren't just symbols of the Papacy, they are the Papacy. The day the Pope shows up on the balcony in a pair of jeans and polo shirt is the day a billion Catholics go, "What the hell were we thinking?"
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|
humor
religion
|
Bill Maher |
|
d0f338e
|
"They think I'm not entirely 'grounded in reality', they say. They want me to go to some live-in nerdy activity ranch thing for troubled Canadian youth, that one out in Ontario where you come back programmed like some robot, dressed in a tye-dyed shirt and eating tuna sandwiches," Mandy explained, a horrified look on her face. "You're eighteen, not twelve! Would they really send you to some rat's nest like that?" Wendy questioned in mock horror. "Aw hell no, if you get sent there, they'll make you hold hands and sing songs about caring! And they'll force you to recycle everything in blue canisters, and to discuss your emotions in front of groups of bratty little dopes!" "Dear god, they'll have geeky youth wiener roasts at night, and no locks on the doors!" Mandy added, eyes wide. "...It'll be the day pigs fly, my parents have the camp brochure on the fridge but they'll never go through with sending me there. They always forget."
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|
canada
center
coming-of-age
family
friendship
humor
locks
nostalgia
nova-scotia
ontario
pressure
preteen
rebel
reprogramming
self-help
sleepaway
straight-camp
summer-camp
teen
troubled
tuna-sandwich
wiener-roast
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Rebecca McNutt |
|
2e289b2
|
Bouncer, recognizing a well-wisher, got up, and thrust his cold, wet nose under her hand, assuming as he did so the soulful expression of a dog who takes but a benevolent interest in cats, livestock, and stray visitors.
|
|
dogs-in-regency-novels
humor
humour
|
Georgette Heyer |
|
c5409f9
|
The brontosaurus had thirty-ton body and a two-ounce brain. The anatosaurus had two thousand teeth. Triceratops had a helmet of filled bone seven feet long. Tyrannosaurus rex had tiny arms and teeth like six-inch razors and it was elected President. It ate everything--dead meat, living meat, old bones--
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|
humor
politics
|
John Updike |
|
47f7397
|
"And I've thought of a way to help you with the concept of color. "Close your eyes and be still, now. I'm going to give you a memory of a rainbow."
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|
humor
|
Lois Lowry |
|
62af0b0
|
"I think it's your bosoms." Rand Surveyed him critically. "The dress wouldn't be as tight if they weren;t so large. I think your bosoms are too big." Alexei looked down at his overstuffed chest. "Can bosoms ever be too big?" Not real bosoms perhaps, but I think in your case..." Rand considered him thoughtfully. "No question about it: they're definately too big" Are you sure?" Alexei studied his reflection. "I thought they were just the right size for a man of my height."
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humor
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Victoria Alexander |
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"That drew a laugh from Jessamy, but he said, after a moment: "You had better flay me. It was my fault--all my fault!" "I was wondering how long it would be before you contrived to convince yourself that you were to blame," said Alverstoke caustically. "I haven't the slightest wish to know how you arrived at such an addlebrained conclusion, so don't put yourself to the trouble of telling me!"
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fault
humor
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Georgette Heyer |
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"The snores alone were quite a study, varying from the mild sniff to the stentorian snort, which startled the echoes and hoisted the performer erect to accuse his neighbor of the deed, magnanimously forgive him, and wrapping the drapery of his couch about him, lie down to vocal slumber. After listening for a week to this band of wind instruments, I indulged in the belief that I could recognize each by the snore alone, and was tempted to join the chorus by breaking out with John Brown's favorite hymn: "Blow ye the trumpet, blow!" --
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humor
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Louisa May Alcott |
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... even though two decades and several years had gone by since [she] first decided to be a fairy, even though Lizabeth Kane now stood five feet six inches tall in her stocking feet, even though she was thirty two years old - she still had aspirations of growing up to be a fairy.
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humor
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Janet Evanovich |