6db3000
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"Twenty she curses you out by lunch," says Chris. "Thirty she kills you by lunch," adds Logan. "I'm getting her number." The two of them laugh."
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funny
humor
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Katie McGarry |
f59c597
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he asked. He rubbed his fingers together. Unsure where this was headed, I shook my head. He reached over the counter and grabbed a knife. He cut the burger in half and slid the plate between us. Noah took another bite of his half. I smacked my lips like a cartoon character and bit into the succulent burger. When the juicy meat touched my tongue, I closed my eyes and moaned. The burger caught in my throat and I choked. Noah stifled a laugh while sliding my water toward me. If only drinking it would erase the annoying blush on my cheeks.
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money
humor
echo-emerson
noah-hutchins
dinero
fries
hungry
cash
nice
sweet
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Katie McGarry |
3f4880c
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Inu-Yasha: Is it my imagination, or have you been a little prickly lately? Sango: It's your imagination!
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humor
manga
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Rumiko Takahashi |
63f0106
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Mrs. Friedman lived in a happy snow globe of AP History.
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humor
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Harlan Coben |
79a036f
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Not that it isn't great to see you. But it's not so great for you. What'd you do wrong? Laugh at his dick?
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sex
humor
moira
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Margaret Atwood |
3b49606
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The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they might be related to one another in ways frowned on by the Old Testament.
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rude-mechanicals
humor
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Sebastian Faulks |
eb98edc
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"Costis, I am speechless!" "Not noticeably, Your Majesty."
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humor
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Megan Whalen Turner |
38dfe1d
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In fact, I can't think of much I'd like better than for him to step into the room right now, glasses fogged and smelling of damp wool, shaking the rain from his hair like an old dog and saying: 'Dickie, my boy, what you got for a thirsty old man to drink tonight?
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humor
life
donna-tartt
the-secret-history
ocd
horror
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Donna Tartt |
46d95cc
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He was always inclined to read a fictitious sombreness into things when the shadows began to creep over the world and it was still too early for a cocktail.
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humor
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P.G. Wodehouse |
0da5b56
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Jimmy Murray, you are an ass,' said Aunt Ruth, angrily. 'Well, we're cousins,' agreed Cousin Jimmy pleasantly.
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humor
snipe
relations
wit
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L.M. Montgomery |
cec320c
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"Amphora," he murmured against the wide, sweet curve of her lips. His hands slid over the wide, sweet curve of her hips, cupping smoothness cool and solid, timeless and graceful as the swell of ancient pottery, promising abundance. "Like a Grecian vase. God, you've got the most beautiful arse!" "Jug-butt, huh?"
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humor
love
arse
butt
drums-of-autumn
grecian
jug
diana-gabaldon
hips
outlander
ass
lips
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Diana Gabaldon |
6e7c6dd
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What's the biggest problem facing teenagers today? Ourselves. We're a generation of lazy underachievers who need to learn that hard work pays off. What's your town known for? Cow manure! Hold for laughs... Actually Irondale is the setting of Fannie Flagg's famous novel Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe. Why'd you enter the Junior Miss Birmingham pageant? To win... to go to State... then Nationals... maybe get the hell out of Alabama.
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humor
birmingham
pageant
teen
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Nadria Tucker |
f77f061
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"People realize that a life that had seemed enjoyable (travel, social life, romance) and fulfilling (work) was actually empty and meaningless. So they urge you to join the child-rearing party: they want you to share the riches, the pleasures, the joys. Or so they claim. I suspect that hey just want to share and spread the misery. (The knowledge that someone is at liberty or has escaped makes the pain of incarceration doubly hard to bear). Of all the arguments for having children, the suggestion that it gives life 'meaning' is the one to which I am most hostile--apart from all the others" (201)."
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life-lessons
humor
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Geoff Dyer |
639506e
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I had aimed at Mars and was about to hit Venus; unquestionably the all-time cosmic record for poor shots.
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funny
humor
space-travel
science-fiction
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Edgar Rice Burroughs |
5360afd
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Be honest with yourself; set the alarm for the time the Real You will get up, not the Ambitious You, because the Ambitious You doesn't really exist.
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sleep
funny
humor
life
mornings
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Laurie Notaro |
cf180f5
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Lucas - You'll have to excuse Paige's overenthusiastic attempt to befriend the local wildlife. Not many of their type where she comes from. Paige -Hey, we have gangs in Boston. Lucas - Ah, yes. I believe they're particularly bad down by the wharf, where they're liable to descend upon the unwary, surround him with their yachts, and shout well-chosen and elegantly elocuted epithets.
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humor
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Kelley Armstrong |
e8aa1e8
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A stab had clearly once been made at de-uglifying these public spaces by painting a corridor a jaunty yellow. This was because, it turned out, babies come here to have their brains tested and someone thought the yellow might calm them. But I couldn't see how. Such was the oppressive ugliness of this building it would have been like sticking a red nose on a cadaver and calling it Ronald McDonald.
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humor
cadaver
ronald-mcdonald
buildings
oppressive
ugliness
oppression
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Jon Ronson |
b65f9dd
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So I didn't have time to craft artful lies and evasions even if I'd wanted to.
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humor
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Anthony Bourdain |
82db6e2
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At any rate I'd better be getting out of the wood, for really its coming on very dark. Do you think it's going to rain?' Tweedledum spread a large umbrella over himself and his brother, and looked up into it. 'No, I don't think it is,' he said: 'at least - not under here. Nohow.' 'But it may rain outside?' 'It may - if it chooses,' said Tweedledee: 'we've got no objection. Contrariwise.
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rain
humor
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Lewis Carroll |
3d0edf8
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"I still don't know why we didn't hire a car to get around Ireland." "When I was a kid, I always dreamed about living in Ireland. I used to pretend I was one of the traveling people, driving my gypsy wagon from village to village. Used to picture a dark gypsy kidnapping me and having his way with me. Exciting stuff." Katy grinned at her. "Could still happen, you know." "Katy, we have a horse that's so laid-back I have to keep checking to see if he's dead."
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humor
ireland
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Nina Bangs |
962667e
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Byron clapped Walter on the back. 'Good work,' he said. Walter shook his head. 'You're the one who clocked her with the Stephen King hardcover. That took some of the wind out of her.' 'Thank heavens he's a wordy man,' said Byron.
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funny
humor
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Michael Thomas Ford |
f21a7e9
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As much as I disliked Eddie Kuntz, I could sort of identify with a man who got a stiffie over banana cream pie.
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humor
stiffy
janet-evanovich
stephanie-plum
pie
erection
identify
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Janet Evanovich |
5b3e3bf
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Boy needs to get a good night's sleep. Otherwise, he'll be lucky to get accepted at SUNY-So Far Upstate You Might As Well Be In Canada, ?
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sleep
humor
college
insomniac
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Rachel Cohn |
1cfd336
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Bet you've never had a bear down your pants before. Though I'm kind of a bear in bed. (Rick from Back to Basics)
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humor
sweet-romance
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Erin McCarthy |
3124ae9
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Some may say that the British are obsessed with class difference and that knowing your apostrophes is a way of belittling the uneducated. To which accusation, I say (mainly), 'Pah!' How can it be a matter of class difference when ignorance is universal?
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humor
class-difference
intellectualism
ignorance
grammar
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Lynne Truss |
16089a0
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If only the devil were feminine - perhaps he (she) was; no one had ever seemed to think of that - he would readily believe that her pseudonym was Daisy Morrison.
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humor
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Mary Balogh |
7ae0151
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"Where are you from?" She asked without thinking. "I was born in the mountains." Runach said with a shrug. "The place doesn't matter." "Do you have siblings?" "Yes, several. Not all are still living. He smiled faintly. "You are full of questions this afternoon." "The library was a bad influence on me." Runach smiled briefly. "And I believe that was three questions you asked me, which leaves me with three of my own for you to answer." "That was two." "I don't count very well." "I think you count very well," she said grimly. He only smiled again. "I'll contemplate which answers I'll have and let you know." Aisling thought she just might be dreading them, but couldn't bring herself to say as much. "What was your home like?" she asked. "Another question." "You look distracted." He smiled and a dimple peeked out at her from his unscarred cheek. "You are more devious than I give you credit for being. I am keeping a tally, you know. I will expect a like number of answers from you." She stared at him for a moment or two. It was difficult not to, but he didnt seem to mind. "Why?" She asked finally. "Beacause you are a mystery." "And do you care for a mystery?" "I am obsessed by a good mystery," he said frankly. "More than enough to pry a few answers out of you, however I am able." "And what if I am not inclined to give them?" She asked, her mouth suddenly dry. "Then I will wonder about you silently." "In truth?" she asked, surprised. Runach smiled, looking just as surprised. "What else would I do? Beat the answers from you?" "I don't know." She said slowly. "I don't know what soldiers do." He shook his head. "Hedge all you like, if you like." "Your mother must have been a well-bred lady." She said, frowning. "Why do you say that?" "She seems to have taught you decent manners, for your being a mere soldier." "She tried," he agreed, looking out over the sea. Aisling turned and looked at him. "How long ago did you lose her?" Runach took a deep breath and dragged his hand through his hair, before he bowed his head and slid her a look. "That answer will cost you dearly." Her first instinct, as always, was to say nothing. But the truth was, she lived and breathed still. She could tell him perhaps a bit about herself, without bringing the curse down upon her head. Aisling took her own deep breath. "Very well." "My mother died twenty years ago, though I vow it feels like yesterday." "How did she die?" Runach was very still. "My father slew her and half my siblings. Time has done the rest of that terrible work I suppose. She shut her mouth, and put her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry." "I am too," he agreed. Runach shook his head, then reached for her hand to draw it through his arm. "Let's walk whilst you spew out the answers you owe me. You'll be more comfortable that way, I'm sure." "I'm not sure you should worry about my comfort" Aisling managed, "not after those questions." "But I do. And now that I have bared my soul, I think you should worry about my comfort and do the same."
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humor
runach
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Lynn Kurland |
b32d1e8
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"You know Quinn?" Macaulay asked me. "Ten minutes ago I was putting him to bed." Macaulay grinned. "I hope you keep his acquaintance like that - social" "Meaning what?" Macaulay's grin became rueful. "He used to be my broker, and his advice led me right up to the poorhouse steps." "That's sweet," I said. "he's my broker now and I'm following his advice." Macaulay and the girl laughed. I pretended I was laughing and returned to my table."
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money
funny
humor
broker
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Dashiell Hammett |
0d825ad
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"Studsy returned alone. "Maybe I'm wrong," he said as he sat down, "but I think somebody could do something with that cluck if they took hold of her right." Morelli said: "By the throat." Studsy grinned good-naturedly. "No. She's trying to get somewhere. She works hard at her singing lessons and -"
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humor
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Dashiell Hammett |
1a813ad
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Therapies administered included but were not limited to: turning things off, then on again; picking them up a couple of inches and then dropping them; turning off nonessential appliances in this and other rooms; removing lids and wiggling circuit boards; extracting small contaminants, such as insects and their egg cases, with nonconducting chopsticks; cable-wiggling; incense-burning; putting folded-up pieces of paper beneath table legs; drinking tea and sulking; invoking unseen powers; sending runners to other rooms, buildings, or precincts with exquisitely calligraphed notes and waiting for them to come back carrying spare parts in dusty, yellowed cardboard boxes; and a similarly diverse suite of troubleshooting techniques in the realm of software.
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humor
troubleshooting
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Neal Stephenson |
0882153
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"In a century or two this planet will have been destroyed by external cosmic forces or by the senseless activity of the human race. Human life is a freak phenomenon, soon to be blotted out. That is a consoling thought. Meanwhile we are surrounded by strange invisible entities, possibly your angels." "I hope so." "Ah, you think they are good, they be good, there is no good, the tendency to evil is overwhelming. One has only to think of the horrors of sex, its violence, its cruelty, its filthy vulgarity, its descent into bestial degradation. You had better go and dream in your monastery." "Would you come and visit me there?" "Of course not. I do not visit. Only, unfortunately, am sometimes visited." "You don't want to discuss -- you know -- what happened? My priest said -- " "No." "I care about how you are, I love you." "You still fail to realise how this sort of talk sickens me. Now please go. This will do for a welcome home scene. Tell them not to come. I desire to be left alone."
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relationship
humor
misanthrope
recluse
the-green-knight
iris-murdoch
end-of-the-world
pessimistic
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Iris Murdoch |
caa8d0d
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"John shrugged. "It always seemed silly to me to desire a woman who cannot converse any better than a sheep." Belle leaned forward, her eyes glittering mischievously. "Really? I would have thought you'd prefer such a woman,considering your difficulty with polite conversation." "Touche, my lady. I cede this round to you."
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humor
hilarious
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Julia Quinn |
e47ea50
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Butt he isn't my lover, or my fiance, or my boyfriend or anything, and I refuse to be killed with him.
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humor
idiot-prince
priorities
princess
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Patricia C. Wrede |
b57f239
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A chuckle escaped Meredith's lips as Cassie swung from sleepy little girl to sympathetic confidante to vengeful angel all in the course of a single minute.
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humor
sisters
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Karen Witemeyer |
bde9bde
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Who wanted to make lemonade from lemons, when you could make perfectly good lemonade grenades?
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fiction
humor
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Melissa de la Cruz |
8a50194
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Moeller, who has tasted a naked Cheeto, likens it to a piece of unsweetened puffed corn cereal
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humor
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Mary Roach |
fcbe07c
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",,Listen," Richard says, ,,unless you're about to inherit some money, what we're talking about here is irreversible, fatal. You have fiscal Ebola, Matt. You are bleeding out through your nose and your mouth and your eye sockets, from your financial asshole." See! Fiscal Ebola? My financial asshole is bleeding? This was exactly why I started poetfolio.com; there are money poets everywhere."
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humor
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Jess Walter |
e08a1eb
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What doesn't kill you will eventually turn you on
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humor
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Erika Lopez |
a5604d6
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After that came her biggie: a triple murder--her dealer, the dealer's sister, and the dealer's sister's boyfriend. Reading that made me feel a little funny that we'd fucked and I'd loved her.
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humor
regret
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George Saunders |
b2a854e
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"Can I cuddle up with you when you sleep?" Sma stopped, detached the creature from her shoulder with one hand and stared it in the face. "What?" "Just for chumminess' sake," the little thing said, yawning wide and blinking. "I'm not being rude; it's a good bonding procedure." Sma was aware of Skaffen-Amtiskaw glowing red just behind her. She brought the yellow and brown device closer to her face. "Listen, Xenophobe--" "Xeny." "Xeny. You are a million-ton starship. A Torturer class Rapid Offensive Unit. Even--" "But I'm demilitarized!" "Even without your principle armament, I bet you could waste planets if you wanted to--" "Aw, come on; any silly GCU can do that!" "So what's all this shit for?" She shook the furry little remote drone, quite hard. Its teeth chattered. "It's for a laugh!" it cried. "Sma, don't you appreciate a joke?" "I don't know. Do you appreciate being drop-kicked back to the accommodation area?" "Ooh! What's your problem, lady? Have you got something against small furry animals, or what?" Look Ms. Sma, I know very well I'm a ship, and I do everything I'm asked to do--including taking you to this frankly rather fuzzily specified destination--and do it very efficiently, too. If there was the slightest sniff of any real action, and I had to start acting like a warship, this construct in your hands would go lifeless and limp immediately, and I'd battle as ferociously and decisively as I've been trained to. Meanwhile, like my human colleagues, I amuse myself harmlessly. If you really hate my current appearance, all right; I'll change it; I'll be an ordinary drone, or just a disembodied voice, or talk to you through Skaffen-Amtiskaw here, or through your personal terminal. The last thing I want is to offend a guest." Sma pursed her lips. She patted the thing on its head and sighed. "Fair enough." "I can keep this shape?" "By all means." "Oh goody!" It squirmed with pleasure, then opened its big eyes wide and looked hopefully at her. "Cuddle?" "Cuddle." Sma cuddled it, patted its back. She turned to see Skaffen-Amtiskaw lying dramatically on its back in midair, its aura field flashing the lurid orange that was used to signal Sick Drone in Extreme Distress."
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humor
kawaii
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Iain M. Banks |
f4279bf
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When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.
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funny
humor
life
love
circus
life-experience
girls
teenagers
dating
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Annette Curtis Klause |
3fa7634
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"This guy was making me tired. "Thanks for the afternoon's entertainment," I said. "I'll flush a copy of my bill down the toilet. You should be getting it in a couple of days."
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insult
humour
humor
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John Swartzwelder |
af6b6d0
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Washington's all abstraction. It's about access to power and nothing else. I mean, I'm sure it's fun if you're living next door to Seinfeld, or To Wolfe, or Mike Bloomberg, but living next door to them isn't what New York is about, In Washington people literally talk about how many feet away from John Kerry's house their own house is. The neighborhoods are all so blah, the only thing that turns people on is proximity to power. It's a total fetish culture. People get this kind of orgasmic shiver when they tell you they sat next to Paul Wolfowitz at a conference or got invited to Grover Norquist's breakfast.
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freedom
humor
washington
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Jonathan Franzen |
b7e3fc8
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"IT (The country) IS HEADED TOWARD OVERSIMPLIFICATION. YOU WANT TO SEE A PRESIDENT OF THE FUTURE? TURN ON ANY TELEVISION ON ANY SUNDAY MORNING - FIND ONE OF THOSE HOLY ROLLERS: THAT'S HIM, THAT'S THE NEW MISTER PRESIDENT! AND DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE FUTURE OF ALL THOSE KIDS WHO ARE GOING TO FALL IN THE CRACKS OF THIS GREAT, BIG, SLOPPY SOCIETY OF OURS? I JUST MET HIM; HE'S A TALL, SKINNY, FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD BOY NAMED "DICK." HE'S PRETTY SCARY. WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM IS NOT UNLIKE WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE TV EVANGELIST - OUR FUTURE PRESIDENT. WHAT'S WRONG WITH BOTH OF THEM IS THAT THEY'RE SO SURE THEY'RE RIGHT! THAT'S PRETTY SCARY - THE FUTURE, I THINK, IS PRETTY SCARY."
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stupidity
politics
humor
future-prediction
politicians
president
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John Irving |
0475c4f
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I often calculate odds on horse races; the civil service computermen frequently program such requests. But the results are so at variance with expectations that I have concluded either that the data is too meager, or the horses or riders are not honest. Possibly all three.
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humor
horse-race
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Robert A. Heinlein |
856549e
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Totalitarian systems are notably devoid of humor at every level. Laughter, which brings acceptance and freedom, is a threat to their rule through force and intimidation. It is hard to oppress people who have a good sense of humor. Beware the humorless, whether in a person, institution, or belief system; it is always accompanied by an impulse to control and dominate, even if its proclaimed objective is to create prosperity or peace.
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spirituality
humor
totalitarism
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David R. Hawkins |
ddabd08
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Eventually, mercifully, the waitress prised the spoons out of our hands and took the dessert stuff away, and we were able to stumble zombielike out into the night.
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humor
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Bill Bryson |
75fa8ec
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Perhaps the most irrational fashion act of all was the male habit for 150 years of wearing wigs. Samuel Pepys, as with so many things, was in the vanguard, noting with some apprehension the purchase of a wig in 1663 when wigs were not yet common. It was such a novelty that he feared people would laugh at him in church; he was greatly relieved, and a little proud, to find that they did not. He also worried, not unreasonably, that the hair of wigs might come from plague victims. Perhaps nothing says more about the power of fashion than that Pepys continued wearing wigs even while wondering if they might kill him.
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humor
wigs
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Bill Bryson |
673e576
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The Park's nice,' his father conceded, 'but the rest of the country is just people in huge cars wondering what to eat next.
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humor
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Edward St. Aubyn |
f52ef74
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Solo cuando la mayoria de los habitantes de este planeta esten convencidos de que se estan muriendo, cada minuto que pasa, empezaremos a comportarnos como seres conscientes, racionales y compasivos. Porque, aunque el atractivo de <> sea grande, el terror de caer, imparablemente, en la nada absoluta es mucho mas efectivo.
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feminism
feminist
humor
feminismo-radical
feminista
feminismo
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Caitlin Moran |
8935ed7
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The propensity of Earthlings to get into trouble, and to learn thereby, was the reason my owners agreed to this mad venture - although no one expected such a chain of unusual calamities as befell this ship. Your talents were underrated.
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humanity
humor
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David Brin |
189cb5f
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If I tell you another seven hundred times, maybe one of these days you might turn your clothes right side out when you put them in the hamper, eh?
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humor
laundry
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Jodi Picoult |
db72f07
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Though there was nowhere one so busy as he/ He was less busy than he seemed to be.
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humor
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Geoffrey Chaucer |
26a651c
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Bernard: ... By the way, Valentina, do you want credit? - 'the game book recently discovered by.'? Valentine: It was never lost, Bernard. Bernard: 'As recently pointed out by.' I don't normally like giving credit where it's due, but with scholarly articles as with divorce, there is a certain cachet in citing a member of the aristocracy. I'll pop it in ad lib for the lecture, and give you a mention in the press release. How's that? Valentine: Very kind.
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humor
citation-protocol
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Tom Stoppard |
e1bc187
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"By journey's end the brides were much better acquainted with their grooms and more or less pleased with the matches. Sybil Bingham wrote in her diary, thanking God for answering her prayer for filling "the void" with a husband like Hiram, a "treasure rich and undeserved." Having read his insufferable memoir, "A Residence of Twenty-one Years in the Sandwich Islands", all I can say is: I'm happy for her?"
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marriage
humor
love
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Sarah Vowell |
21dff3b
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Skin color doesn't make you different,' Melody said. 'We're all the same on the inside.' 'The only people who ever say that,' Raymon replied, 'are white.
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humor
race
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Jodi Picoult |
c0c309a
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Thank goodness there were people who were happy with nothing, thought Julia, so that people like her (and everyone else she had ever met) could have
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humor
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Edward St. Aubyn |
ee7ddb3
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"I'm getting my ass kicked by tiny faeries!" I shouted back, fumbling to start the car. "They've got my freaking number!" "Run away!" Bob giggled. "Run away! Tiny faeries!" growled in frustration and popped the Redcap's hat down over Bob. "Stop being a jerk. This is serious." Bob's voice was only barely muffled. It sounded like he couldn't breathe. "Serious! Tiny! Faeries! The m-m- mighty wizard Dresden!"
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humor
faeries
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
0f41a21
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... were trying to tell the dumb blonde to close her mouth, but the woman clearly took her hair color very seriously.
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humor
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Sharon Green |
2ea6c7e
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A wolf is clever-clever-clever, and they are as faithful as a debt unpaid.
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humor
wolf
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Tad Williams |
cfbd3a2
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"Have you ever known there was something you needed to do, but found yourself dreading it with everything you were?" "Once or twice," he said. "What did you do?" Runach looked at her steadily. "I did what needed to be done." "Was the price steep?" "Very." Aisling clutched her own bow, wishing her task was nothing more than learning to place an arrow where she wanted it to land. "Did you ever want to run?" She whispered. He smiled, but it was a pained smile. "I'm not sure I want to answer that." "Do you think Heroes ever want to run...?" "Only if they come from Neroche." She blinked, then smiled."
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humor
runach
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Lynn Kurland |
f217da5
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"New Rule: Conservatives have to stop complaining about Hollywood values. It's Oscar time again, which means two things: (1) I've got to get waxed, and (2) talk-radio hosts and conservative columnists will trot out their annual complaints about Hollywood: We're too liberal; we're out of touch with the Heartland; our facial muscles have been deadened with chicken botulism; and we make them feel fat. To these people, I say: Shut up and eat your popcorn. And stop bitching about one of the few American products--movies---that people all over the world still want to buy. Last year, Hollywood set a new box-office record: $16 billion worldwide. Not bad for a bunch of socialists. You never see Hollywood begging Washington for a handout, like corn farmers, or the auto industry, or the entire state of Alaska. What makes it even more inappropriate for conservatives to slam Hollywood is that they more than anybody lose their shit over any D-lister who leans right to the point that they actually run them for office. Sony Bono? Fred Thompson? And let'snot forget that the modern conservative messiah is a guy who costarred with a chimp. That's right, Dick Cheney. I'm not trying to say that when celebrities are conservative they're almost always lame, but if Stephen Baldwin killed himself and Bo Derrick with a car bomb, the headline the next day would be "Two Die in Car Bombing." The truth is that the vast majority of Hollywood talent is liberal, because most stars adhere to an ideology that jibes with their core principles of taking drugs and getting laid. The liebral stars that the right is always demonizing--Sean Penn and Michael Moore, Barbra Streisand and Alec Baldwin and Tim Robbins, and all the other members of my biweekly cocaine orgy--they're just people with opinions. None of them hold elective office, and liberals aren't begging them to run. Because we live in the real world, where actors do acting, and politicians do...nothing. We progressives love our stars, but we know better than to elect them. We make the movies here, so we know a well-kept trade secret: The people on that screen are only to be geniuses, astronauts, and cowboys. So please don't hat eon us. And please don't ruin the Oscars. Because honestly, we're just like you: We work hard all year long, and the Oscars are really just our prom night. The tuxedos are scratchy, the limousines are rented, and we go home with eighteen-year-old girls."
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politics
humor
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Bill Maher |
52cc6a1
|
Why, on to the castle, to kill the royal family, and claim the throne that isn't mine by right!
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|
humor
slapstick
satire
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Richard Curtis |
a33ad6e
|
This Nicholas anon leet fle a fart As greet as it had been a thonder-dent, That with the strook he was almoost yblent; And he was redy with his iren hoot, And Nicholas amydde the ers he smoot. Of gooth the skyn an hande-brede aboute, The hoote kultour brende so his toute, And for the smert he wende for to dye.
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humor
slapstick
farting
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Geoffrey Chaucer |
3e88669
|
Y con animo sombrio penso en que aun estaba muy lejos de llegar a algo con una chica si solo pretendia idolatrarla y despues morir noblemente por ella.
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humor
love
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Thomas Brussig |
9d22cc4
|
The corridor couldn't have smelled more strongly of fish guts if we had actually been inside a fish.
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humor
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Arthur Golden |
3d9e029
|
When he turned his head quickly his hair seemed to shake out light, and some persons thought they saw decided genius in this coruscation. Mr. Casaubon, on the contrary, stood rayless.
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|
humor
pity
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George Eliot |
8597eec
|
[The materialist] thinks me a slave because I am not allowed to believe in determinism. I think [the materialist] a slave because he is not allowed to believe in fairies.
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humor
fairies
materialism
|
G.K. Chesterton |
b1b7302
|
...What do people think about my staying with Harrison with him chasing everything that's hot and hollow?
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humor
infidelity
|
Dashiell Hammett |
aad7166
|
"Dorothy asked timidly: "Did his wife say anything? "She sent her love to you." Nora said: "Stop being nasty."
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humor
infidelity
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Dashiell Hammett |
5504d2b
|
Elders of the Creedish church made celibacy sound as easy as choosing not to play basketball. Just say no.
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humor
celibacy
no
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Chuck Palahniuk |
819f8f1
|
It's also important to read the newspaper every day to see how the pope is doing. Here in Rome, the pope's health is recorded daily in the newspaper, very much like weather, or the TV schedule. Today the pope is tired. Yesterday, the pope was less tired than he is today. Tomorrow, we expect that the pope will not be so tired as he was today.
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humor
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
20dd246
|
Feeling extremely foolish, the acting representative of Homo sapiens watched his First Contact stride away across the Raman plain, totally indifferent to his presence.
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|
humor
space
science-fiction
scifi
|
Arthur C. Clarke |
768b611
|
People who don't get excited about receiving gifts are tired of life.
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|
humor
chick-lit
|
Anna Maxted |
07a8af6
|
"Of course. The team on your carriage was beautiful. They are yours, aren't they?" He ignored her and walked ahead until his foot connected with soft mushy ground. "Shit," he muttered. "Exactly." He glared at her, thinking himself a saint for not going for her throat."
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humor
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Julia Quinn |
ac7c66b
|
The chilling thought occurred to me that breaking up with someone you love to criticize might be the only way to save yourself from becoming unlovable
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humor
love
|
Bob Smith |
2e49600
|
Amelia envisaged that between York and the royal-infested Scottish Highlands there was a grimy wasteland of derelict cranes and abandoned mills and betrayed, yet still staunch, people. Oh and moorland, of course, vast tracts of brooding landscape under lowering skies, and across this heath strode brooding, lowering men intent on reaching their ancestral houses, where they were going to fling open doors and castigate orphaned yet resolute governesses. Or -- preferably -- the brooding, lowering men were on horseback, black horses with huge muscled haunches, glistening with sweat --
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|
humor
gothic-romance
heath
york
literary-allusions
scotland
jane-eyre
|
Kate Atkinson |
4f911d3
|
I decided, on the spot, to let God into my heart, in the hope that my newfound faith can somehow be used as a vicious weapon in the marital war.
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|
marriage
religion
humor
|
Nick Hornby |
ae83d97
|
The Chairman glared across three hundred and eighty thousand kilometers of space at Conrad Taylor, who reluctantly subsided, like a volcano biding its time.
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science
humor
space
science-fiction
scifi
|
Arthur C. Clarke |
f3629a7
|
"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
|
Rebecca McNutt |
d1adb32
|
Kids must spend half their lives throwing things at the ducks in Regent's Park. How come he managed to pick a duck that pathetic?
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|
humor
life
|
Nick Hornby |
96cda17
|
"Nothing more likely,"said Hannasyde. "I've got to try and rattle him." "It's him that'll do the rattling,"said the Sergeant darkly. "he's the nearest thing to a snake I've seen outside of the Zoo." --
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humour
humor
|
Georgette Heyer |
0594adb
|
"Shergahn and friend lay like poleaxed steers, and the Daranfelian's greasy hair was thick with potatoes, carrots, gravy, and chunks of beef. His companion had less stew in his hair, but an equally large lump was rising fast, and Brandark flipped his improvised club into the air, caught it in proper dipping position, and filled it once more from the pot without even glancing at them. He raised the ladle to his nose, inhaled deeply, and glanced at the cook with an impudent twitch of his ears. "Smells delicious," he said while the laughter started up all around the fire. "I imagine a bellyful of this should help a hungry man sleep. Why, just look what a single ladle of it did for Shergahn!"
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|
laughter
sleep
good
humorous
defeat
funny
humor
lump
steer
yummy
stew
triumph
delicious
shame
bully
food
|
David Weber |
0331a36
|
Don't let the devil hear you, minister, The devil has such good hearing he doesn't need things to be spoken out loud, Well, god help us then, There's no point asking him for help either, he was born stone-deaf.
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|
religion
god
humor
|
José Saramago |
968dd0d
|
My mom once told me that my dad had given me an alliterative name, Wade Watts, because he thought it sounded like the secret identity of a superhero. Like Peter Parker or Clark Kent.
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|
humor
secret-identity
superhero-reference
superheroes
|
Ernest Cline |
a656905
|
(...) my money guy Richard is going without a tie now, like a politician who wants to appeal to the suffering common man (or perhaps every morning his firm takes the ties and shoelaces away from the brokers and financial planners to keep them from offing themselves)
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|
suicide
humor
finance
|
Jess Walter |
98c4cdf
|
I would offer congratulations were it not for this tentacle gripping my leg.
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|
humor
tentacle
|
Jack Vance |
c6b00c6
|
No matter what my fucking last words were, please say they were these: 'I have always known that the pursuit of excellence is a lethal habit.
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|
humor
last-words
|
John Irving |
f477e1a
|
For a long time it puzzled me how something so expensive, so leading edge, could be so useless, and then it occurred to me that a computer is a stupid machine with the ability to do incredibly smart things, while computer programmers are smart people with the ability to do incredibly stupid things. They are, in short, a perfect match.
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|
humor
|
Bill Bryson |
d4437c1
|
If John Grisham, Harper Lee, and Larry the Cable Guy were penned up in a remote cabin for a weekend with nothing but good bourbon, fine wine, and a couple of cases of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, something like Common Pleas (A Tale of Whoa!) might result...
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|
humor
southern-literature
|
J. Randolph Cresenzo |
cb2ac64
|
Along with voting, jury duty, and paying taxes, goofing off is one of the central obligations of American citizenship. So when my friends Joel and Stephen and I play hooky from our jobs in the middle of the afternoon to play Pop-A-Shot in a room full of children, I like to think we are not procrastinators; we are patriots pursuing happiness.
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|
humor
goofing-off
patriotism
procrastination
|
Sarah Vowell |
a1a7e68
|
"You did a politics project on a government that got overthrown on the due date? Man, did anybody ever tell you you've got no luck?" "I suspected it," said Raymond ironically."
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|
politics
humor
project
luck
school
|
Gordon Korman |
783d533
|
The verdict of this court is that the accused are guilty of witchcraft. The maximum penalty the law allows is to be burned to death.However, in view of your previous good background I am disposed to be lenient. I therefore sentence you to be burned alive.
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|
humor
satire
witchcraft
|
Richard Curtis |
8f20548
|
"Daddy," said the toddler, now seething with righteous indignation, "you are a poo-poo head!" Feigning outrage, JFK lowered his voice. "John," he said, "no one calls the President of the United States a poo-poo head."
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|
kids
humor
|
Christopher Andersen |
2bc270e
|
It had only taken me six years to change from a ten-year-old to a sixteen-year-old; surely six years wasn't long enough for a transformation of that magnitude.
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|
humor
|
Nick Hornby |
0020c15
|
Whenever Elliot Norther's wife was nervous she baked. With the murder of Harriet Mason, her husband's close colleague at the Faculty, she had been unable to resist a couple of Victoria sponges. During the frenzied press speculation about the identity of the murderer, a Dundee cake had appeared, followed swiftly by a Battenberg and a Lemon Drizzle. Since news of the Wildencrust murder broke, the kitchen, dining room and study had come to resemble the storerooms of an industrial bakery, every surface heaving with the weight of sponge and cream. Yesterday, having at last been overwhelmed by the fear and rumour that swept the town, she had taken herself off to her mother's house in Hampstead, leaving her husband to soldier on alone. When he had last seen his wife, Elliot Norther noticed that she had been putting the finishing touches to an impressive, triple-tiered wedding cake, beating a batch of royal icing into a sickly paste.
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|
humour
humor
thriller
|
Robert Clear |
7093c35
|
And as the wicked are always ungrateful, and necessity leads to evil doing, and immediate advantage overcomes all considerations of the future, Gines, who was neither grateful nor well-principled, made up his mind to steal Sancho Panza's ass.
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|
humor
|
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
f2a048d
|
It's called the FATLOSE trail. FATLOSE stands for 'Fecal Administration To LOSE weight,' an example of PLEASE-- Pretty Lame Excuse for an Acronym, Scientists and Experimenters.
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|
science
humor
footnotes
weight-loss
|
Mary Roach |
a734c1c
|
"I have lots of faith," the fallen angel said as he crouched down and coaxed the dog closer. "I have faith that this is a bad idea. She's not going to belive you. She's going to think we're nuts. She's going to call the police unless she has a record, and if she does she'll run away."
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|
humor
|
Kim Harrison |
dd21a15
|
"I wonder where everyone is," she muttered. "Sleeping, if they have any idea what's good for them," Dunford replied acerbically. "I suppose we could get started on our own," she said doubtfully. For the first time all morning he smiled broadly and meant it. "I know less than nothing about stonemasonry, so I vote we wait."
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|
humor
|
Julia Quinn |
8ef8beb
|
One is forced to examine one's life when trapped in the wall by a Murphy bed.
|
|
humor
rene-gutteridge
|
Cheryl McKay |
87675d9
|
If you believe in yourself and work hard, your dreams will come true. Well...I guess the people who work hard whose dreams come true don't get to write books about it, so we never really find out what happens to them. So... If you believe in yourself and work hard, you have a fighting shot at having your dreams come true.
|
|
life-lessons
humor
|
Mindy Kaling |
92974de
|
Luckily, I was not born a white man.* *This has never before been said in the history of humanity.
|
|
feminism
feminist
humor
humorous-quotes
|
Mindy Kaling |
41e411b
|
"Soulmates" is what you aim for, but soup snakes is what you get sometimes."
|
|
relationships
humor
love
the-office
|
Mindy Kaling |
46f2d17
|
Evangeline mashed the potatoes with excessive force. She could work out her frustration over Logan's obstinance and produce silky smooth potatoes at the same time. Benefits all around.
|
|
humor
frustration
|
Karen Witemeyer |
9cad063
|
Preparing the communal evening meal sometimes caused arguments. Every village in Sicily had a different recipe for squid and eels, disagreed on what herbs should be disbarred from the tomato sauce. And whether sausages should ever be baked.
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|
humor
|
Mario Puzo |
fc6f639
|
"I said, "Your brother is in bed with my wife." I added, "I just took them up some wine in bed."
|
|
humor
iris-murdoch
dialogue
witty
|
Iris Murdoch |
e03cba8
|
The married thing. Sometimes I look at it and feel like someone from a Dickens novel, standing outside in the cold and staring in at Christmas dinner. Relationships hadn't ever really worked for me. I think it's had something to do with all the demons, ghosts, and human sacrifice.
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|
humor
love
michael-carpenter
harry-dresden
|
Jim Butcher |
a48e787
|
The women in the kitchen took turns making a fuss over the baby, acting like it was their job to keep her entertained until the Magi arrived. But the baby wasn't entertained. Her blue eyes were glazed over. She was staring into the middle distance, tired of everything. All this rush to make sandwiches and take in presents for a girl who was not year a year old.
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|
women
humor
christening
party
|
Ann Patchett |
923291b
|
I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette.
|
|
romance
humor
witty-banter
regency-romance
mary-balogh
regency
dialogue
fashion
|
Mary Balogh |
1f68492
|
I didn't know this before, but as it turns out, Tyrannosaurs can really haul ass.
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|
humor
|
Jim Butcher |
d510c11
|
I shall not attempt here to describe my marriage. Some impression of it will doubtless emerge. For the present story, its general nature rather than its detail is important. It was not a success. At first I saw her as a life-bringer. Then I saw her as a death-bringer. Some women are like that. There is a sort of energy which seems to reveal the world: then one day you find you are being devoured. Fellow victims will know what I mean. Possibly I am a natural bachelor.
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|
marriage
relationships
humor
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
omission
|
Iris Murdoch |
8e0e606
|
Curled up on one of her pillows a gray fluff of kitten yawned, showing its pink tongue, tucked its head under again, and went back to sleep.
|
|
humor
|
Madeleine L'Engle |
27983d8
|
"He has got no good red blood in his body," said Sir James. "No. Somebody put a drop under a magnifying glass, and it was all semicolons and parentheses," said Mrs. Cadwallader."
|
|
humor
wit
sarcasm
|
George Eliot |
69f934e
|
You get so worked up and flowery! You sound as if you were quoting something all the time!
|
|
humor
flowery
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
quoting
|
Iris Murdoch |
325bb9b
|
"Tommy looked blank. "What's a flashlight?" "You don't have flashlights?" Jessup said. "Jeeze! A cylinder, like, with batteries inside it, and a light bulb behind glass at one end--" Tommy's blue eyes glinted dangerously. "We have a thing in Scotland that's a cylinder too. Very thin, made of wood, with graphite in the center. We call it a pencil." Jessup hooted. "You think we don't have pencils?" "You think we don't have flashlights?" Tommy snapped. "That's just American dialect. In the English language they're called torches." Emily said mildly, "Actually we're Canadians."
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|
humor
flashlight
pencil
scotland
|
Susan Cooper |
86c1b25
|
El Pelos, cuando le preguntaron en clase de Fisica por las tres reglas de conducta en caso de detonacion nuclear, contesto: - Primero: mirar, porque un espectaculo asi solo se ve una vez en la vida. Segundo: tumbarme y reptar hasta el cementerio mas proximo, y tercero y principal: hacerlo despacio, para que no cunda el panico. Le cascaron un cuatro, pero no le impusieron una contribucion al debate.
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|
humor
nuclear-bomb
|
Thomas Brussig |
f246706
|
Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.' 'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting.
|
|
romance
humor
witty-banter
regency-romance
mary-balogh
regency
dialogue
|
Mary Balogh |
4d38cb7
|
I'm not interested. I never liked him. He's some sort scoundrel.
|
|
humor
scoundrel
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
dialogue
dislike
|
Iris Murdoch |
6211c2c
|
The room had the rather sinister tedium which some bedrooms have, a sort of weary banality which is a reminder of death. A dressing table can be a terrible thing.
|
|
humor
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
morbid
description
|
Iris Murdoch |
c9e8d60
|
"Tyrena did not laugh again but her smile slashed upward in a twist of green lips. "Martin, Martin, Martin," she said, "the population of literate people has been declining steadily since Gutenberg's day. By the twentieth century, less than two percent of the people in the so-called industrialized democracies read even one book a year. And that was before the smart machines, dataspheres, and user-friendly environments."
|
|
reading
humor
social-commentary
satire
|
Dan Simmons |
ded6a36
|
So, standing here looking at you, all grown up, the question I ask is simple. In the long run, how different is a goddam hot dog from a Vienna sausage?
|
|
humor
nightwoods
|
Charles Frazier |
f6ccba7
|
I need a hug from you to make me feel better about the fact I need a hug from you.
|
|
humor
hugging
romantic-comedy
humor-relationships
|
Stephanie Rowe |
05399be
|
All of our lives are governed by a certain degree of faith in bullshit.
|
|
humor
|
Dan Simmons |
fa3b0e7
|
"Leo offered his arm and Cassie took it. Sister and brother strolled aimlessly for a few moments. "Perhaps we have not suffered enough to earn happiness?" Cassie glanced up at him, relieved to note the teasing twinkle in his eye. "I should be happy to make you suffer with a well-placed kick to your backside if that's what you wish." Leo laughed. "I shall pass if you don't mind. Besides, I am barely nine-and-twenty and have plenty of time left to enjoy myself before the need truly arises to settle myself with a wife." He sobered. "You, however--" "Don't say it, Leo," Cassie said firmly. "Or I shall be forced to deliver that kick and a great deal more."
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|
humor
sibling
|
Victoria Alexander |
7a4b017
|
I tried deep breathing, but seemed to lose contact with myself between each breath, so that the next one was always an emergency. I began to feel faint.
|
|
humor
deep-breathing
panic-attack
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
dissociation
|
Iris Murdoch |
e625021
|
The walking tour guides one through the city's various landmarks, reciting bits of information the listener might find enlightening. I learned, for example, that in the late 1500s my little neighborhood square was a popular spot for burning people alive. Now lined with a row of small shops, the tradition continues, though in a figurative rather than literal sense.
|
|
humor
david-sedaris
satire
funny-quotes
france
|
David Sedaris |
65a7ce8
|
"Built around 1780... a two-hour train ride from Paris... the neighbor keeps his horses in my backyard... pies made with apples from my own trees..." I caught the highlights of Hugh's broadcast and understood that my first goal was to make him my boyfriend, to trick or blackmail him into making some sort of commitment. I know it sounds calculating, but if you're not cute, you might as well be clever."
|
|
relationships
humor
|
David Sedaris |
9707da8
|
I adore your jealousy, especially when it's so misplaced. I expect Shakespeare wrote a sonnet about that.
|
|
jealousy
humor
misplaced
the-message-to-the-planet
iris-murdoch
|
Iris Murdoch |
129bf63
|
When I got home I peered down at the lobster to see how he was doing. The inner plastic bag was sucked tight around him and clouded up. It looked like something out of an eighties made-for-TV movie, with some washed-up actress taking too many pills and trying to off herself with a Macy's bag.
|
|
humor
lobster
|
Julie Powell |
17bca23
|
Yeah, and if I have to choose between being eaten by the Endarkened and telling my Da I'm a Wildmage, I'm not sure which I'd pick.
|
|
humor
location-3547
wildmage
james-mallory
mercedes-lackey
the-phoenix-endangered
|
Mercedes Lackey |
1abe1a2
|
"Why, you mean you didn't get abducted and dragged across country purely to make us a story for us to chew over endlessly?" asked Pip, tossing his shock of tow-colored hair indignantly. "The nerve!"
|
|
humor
sarcasm
|
Mercedes Lackey |
9c9a654
|
"It is the way in which the Dark returns, Harrier. I will explain, if you like." "Oh, no," Harrier said. "I'd much rather not know a thing about what we're facing. Let me get dressed first." A few minutes later Harrier came back, dressed for the day. He made another cup of hot cordial for Tiercel, refilled the kettle and started the water brewing for tea, and set some dried fruit to soak for griddle-cakes. "Okay. Now. Ruin my day," he invited."
|
|
humor
character-tiercel
james-mallory
mercedes-lackey
the-phoenix-endangered
|
Mercedes Lackey |
d4b0a2a
|
I wasn't about to admit to him that I'd never had a boyfriend. You just don't go around saying things like that to totally hot guys, even if they're dead.
|
|
humor
dead
|
Meg Cabot |
87d5b7c
|
In my unfortunately infrequent encounters with real passion, I'm rarely as careful as I ought to be. The rationalization goes something like: With all the bullets and mortar rounds I've survived, I must be immune to sexually transmitted diseases. Stupid, I know. More likely, fate will indulge its taste for irony by killing me with AIDS os some other unpleasant alternative.
|
|
humor
die-by-the-sword
personal-beliefs
|
Barry Eisler |
39b7757
|
Everyone is allowed a weakness, even women of the twentieth century.
|
|
women
humor
weakness
|
Laurie R. King |
f487869
|
Crap. I thought that picture was you.' He pointed. 'That's not me. That's my mother,' Mal said with a sigh. 'Woah, you really do look like her, you know,' Jay said. 'You two could be twins,' Evie agreed. 'That, my friends, is called genetics,' Carlos said with a smile.
|
|
humor
villains
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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He had spoken with such absolute confidence that I knew he had to be blowing this out of his rectal orifice.
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humorous
humor
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Neal Stephenson |
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I rolled my eyes as the elevator door opened. 'I was thinking more along the lines of Tick and Tock. You know they won't--' 'Holy shit, boss! Did you beat him up with your mouth?' Tick exclaimed loudly as he stood from his perch near the elevator doors. '--keep their mouths shut,' I muttered. 'Jesus,' Tock whispered. 'Gay sex is hardcore.' He jumped up and stood next to me, not knowing what personal space meant. 'I think he was trying to eat you,' he told me. 'Or something,' I agreed.
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humor
hardcore
m-m-romance
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T.J. Klune |
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Jary, Garge, Elane and Daved Pady emerge from the Lamborgini Veneno like sad clown's from the SICKEST clown car ever.
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funny
humor
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Seinfeld 2000 |
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[. . .] a super-rat. I nailed it across the eyes once with a lucky shot with the butt of my gun, but it got up again and shat in my telephone.
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humor
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Warren Ellis |
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'He'll probably end up angling for a threesome. Then I'll have to get my animal name so I can be a part of the group. So Native American of you white boys. I'll probably go for something like Falcon. Or Wolf.' 'Jackass suits you better,' Anna intones.
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humor
who-we-are
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T.J. Klune |
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"Well, land sakes!" Hiro says. "Lookee here!" He whips his blade sideways, cutting off both of the businessman's forearms, causing the sword to clatter onto the floor. "Better fire up the ol' barbeque, Jemima!" Hiro continues, whipping the sword around sideways, cutting the businessman's body in half just above the navel. Then he leans down so he's looking right into the businessman's face. "Didn't anyone tell you," he says, losing the dialect, "that I was a hacker?" Then he hacks the guy's head off."
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humor
puns
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Neal Stephenson |
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"That's the unforgivable sin, you know." "What is?" "Refusing to forgive someone." "Refusing to forgive someone is the unforgivable sin?" I asked incredulously."
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irony
humor
sin
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Phyllis Reynolds Naylor |