dc421b2
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"Patience, grasshopper," said Maia. "Good things come to those who wait." "I always thought that was 'Good things come to those who do the wave,'" said Simon. "No wonder I've been so confused all my life."
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simon
patience
wit
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Cassandra Clare |
4d0b2d1
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Don't let the muggles get you down.
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muggles
wit
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J.K. Rowling |
cd7411d
|
So you're a Shadowhunter,' Nate said. 'De Quincey told me that you lot were monsters.' 'Was that before or after he tried to eat you?' Will inquired.
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humour
nathaniel-gray
will-herondale
wit
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Cassandra Clare |
16341a1
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If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.
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proverbs
paranoia
questions
wit
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Thomas Pynchon |
c1bdc8d
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Brevity is the soul of wit.
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wit
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William Shakespeare |
b4cc8a2
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Clever as the Devil and twice as pretty.
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con
lie
sexy
devil
wit
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Holly Black |
156c449
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"There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome." "And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is wilfully to misunderstand them."
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hatred
education
propensity
defects
retort
repartee
dislike
misunderstanding
wit
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Jane Austen |
a8d8881
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The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
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murder
classic
wit
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William Shakespeare |
96fbaf2
|
"Now what happens?" asked the man in black. "We face each other as God intended," Fezzik said. "No tricks, no weapons, skill against skill alone." "You mean you'll put down your rock and I'll put down my sword and we'll try to kill each other like civilized people, is that it?"
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humor
fistfight
wit
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William Goldman |
eef17a2
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A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.
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humor
melancholy
wit
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P.G. Wodehouse |
812c284
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There's a hell of a distance between wise-cracking and wit. Wit has truth in it; wise-cracking is simply calisthenics with words.
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the-paris-review
wisecracks
wit
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Dorothy Parker |
733878f
|
"Ack!" I said. Fearless master of the witty dialogue, that's me."
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humor
wit
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Jim Butcher |
cd7c4f3
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"My country, right or wrong," is a thing that no patriot would think of saying except in a desperate case. It is like saying, "My mother, drunk or sober."
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wit
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G.K. Chesterton |
804ca30
|
"Do you like to slide?" His voice was eager. Stair rails! Did he suspect me? I forced a sigh. "No, Majesty. I'm terrified of heights." "Oh." His polite tone had returned. "I wish I could enjoy it. This fear of heights is an affliction." He nodded, a show of sympathy but not much interest. I was losing him. "Especially," I added, "as I've grown taller."
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wit
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Gail Carson Levine |
841edb6
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Dearest creature in creation, Study English pronunciation. I will teach you in my verse Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse. I will keep you, Suzy, busy, Make your head with heat grow dizzy. Tear in eye, your dress will tear. So shall I! Oh hear my prayer. Just compare heart, beard, and heard, Dies and diet, lord and word, Sword and sward, retain and Britain. (Mind the latter, how it's written.) Now I surely will not plague you With such words as plaque and ague. But be careful how you speak: Say break and steak, but bleak and streak; Cloven, oven, how and low, Script, receipt, show, poem, and toe. Hear me say, devoid of trickery, Daughter, laughter, and Terpsichore, Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles, Exiles, similes, and reviles; Scholar, vicar, and cigar, Solar, mica, war and far; One, anemone, Balmoral, Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel; Gertrude, German, wind and mind, Scene, Melpomene, mankind. Billet does not rhyme with ballet, Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet. Blood and flood are not like food, Nor is mould like should and would. Viscous, viscount, load and broad, Toward, to forward, to reward. And your pronunciation's OK When you correctly say croquet, Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve, Friend and fiend, alive and live. Ivy, privy, famous; clamour And enamour rhyme with hammer. River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb, Doll and roll and some and home. Stranger does not rhyme with anger, Neither does devour with clangour. Souls but foul, haunt but aunt, Font, front, wont, want, grand, and grant, Shoes, goes, does. Now first say finger, And then singer, ginger, linger, Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge, Marriage, foliage, mirage, and age. Query does not rhyme with very, Nor does fury sound like bury. Dost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth. Job, nob, bosom, transom, oath. Though the differences seem little, We say actual but victual. Refer does not rhyme with deafer. Foeffer does, and zephyr, heifer. Mint, pint, senate and sedate; Dull, bull, and George ate late. Scenic, Arabic, Pacific, Science, conscience, scientific. Liberty, library, heave and heaven, Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven. We say hallowed, but allowed, People, leopard, towed, but vowed. Mark the differences, moreover, Between mover, cover, clover; Leeches, breeches, wise, precise, Chalice, but police and lice; Camel, constable, unstable, Principle, disciple, label. Petal, panel, and canal, Wait, surprise, plait, promise, pal. Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair, Senator, spectator, mayor. Tour, but our and succour, four. Gas, alas, and Arkansas. Sea, idea, Korea, area, Psalm, Maria, but malaria. Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean. Doctrine, turpentine, marine. Compare alien with Italian, Dandelion and battalion. Sally with ally, yea, ye, Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key. Say aver, but ever, fever, Neither, leisure, skein, deceiver. Heron, granary, canary. Crevice and device and aerie. Face, but preface, not efface. Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass. Large, but target, gin, give, verging, Ought, out, joust and scour, scourging. Ear, but earn and wear and tear Do not rhyme with here but ere. Seven is right, but so is even, Hyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen, Monkey, donkey, Turk and jerk, Ask, grasp, wasp, and cork and work. Pronunciation (think of Psyche!) Is a paling stout and spikey? Won't it make you lose your wits, Writing groats and saying grits? It's a dark abyss or tunnel: Strewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale, Islington and Isle of Wight, Housewife, verdict and indict. Finally, which rhymes with enough, Though, through, plough, or dough, or cough? Hiccough has the sound of cup. My advice is to give up!!!
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humor
pronunciation
satire
language
wit
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Gerard Nolst Trenité |
78e26ef
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And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?
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metaphor
simile
rain
copy
mimic
shakespearean
poetic
fall
wind
cry
crying
despair
wit
howl
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Mervyn Peake |
b05a947
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On some days you get what you want, and on others, you get what you need.
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wit
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Hunter S. Thompson |
b75532e
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"Yeah you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Good-bye."
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tell-off
wit
sarcasm
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J.K. Rowling |
75abb7d
|
She was widely read enough to appreciate my literary wit but not so widely read that she knew my sources. I like that in a woman.
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women
wit
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David Mitchell |
8672633
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-Oh yes? Can you identify yourself? -Certainly. I'd know me anywhere.
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humorous
humor
witty-quotes
satire
funny-and-random
wit
|
Terry Pratchett |
ff9dc60
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" "If, with the literate, I am Impelled to try an epigram, I never seek to take the credit; We all assume that Oscar said it.
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humor
epigrams
oscar-wilde
tribute
wit
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Dorothy Parker |
6b2d2cf
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You know, you're rather amusingly wrong.
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|
irony
humorous
funny
humor
witty-quotes
satire
wit
|
Terry Pratchett |
8d26765
|
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
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women
wasps
wit
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William Shakespeare |
646c1ae
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Don't explain computers to laymen. Simpler to explain sex to a virgin.
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sex
humor
technophobes
wit
technology
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Robert A. Heinlein |
66dd6a1
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Wit seduces by signaling intelligence without nerdiness.
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|
humor
intelligence
wisdom
autism
wisdom-vs-nerdiness
sense-of-humor
nerds
nerd
wit
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Nassim Nicholas Taleb |
f2d8c81
|
Digression is the soul of wit. Take the philosophic asides away from Dante, Milton or Hamlet's father's ghost and what stays is dry bones.
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reading
writing
philosophy
digression
wit
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Ray Bradbury |
9004430
|
"The best way to measure the loss of intellectual sophistication - this "nerdification," to put it bluntly - is in the growing disappearance of sarcasm, as mechanic minds take insults a bit too literally."
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irony
intellectual-sophistication
post-ironic
sophistication
post-modern
post-modernism
nerdery
reddit
wisdom-vs-nerds
nerdiness
nerds
nerd
internet
wit
|
Nassim Nicholas Taleb |
032c911
|
Cheap editions of great books may be delightful, but cheap editions of great men are absolutely detestable
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wit
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Oscar Wilde |
4e98ed3
|
"Enough about my beauty," Buttercup said. "Everybody always talks about how beautiful I am. I've got a mind, Westley. Talk about that."
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women
humor
intelligence
minds
wit
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William Goldman |
54bffd7
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I am a master of foolhardy plans.
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planning
wit
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Megan Whalen Turner |
1050d14
|
One of the strongest natural proofs of the folly of hereditary right in kings, is, that nature disapproves it, otherwise, she would not so frequently turn it into ridicule by giving mankind an ass for a lion.
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monarchy
government
wit
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Thomas Paine |
9ec1152
|
I'm myself, not a label.
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individuality
wit
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John Brunner |
df3ccd8
|
When a man in a forest thinks he is going forward in a straight line, in reality he is going in a circle, I did my best to go in a circle, hoping to go in a straight line.
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|
malone-dies
molloy
page-94
part-i
the-unnamable
sly
part-1
forest
logic
wit
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Samuel Beckett |
e47bb9d
|
"M'sieur, I am as a slave to my wife." He kissed the tips of his fingers. "I am as the dirt beneath her feet." He clasped his hands. "I must bestow on her all that she desires, or die!" "Pray make use of my sword, " invited his Grace. "It is in the corner behind you."
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satanas
wit
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Georgette Heyer |
6c98896
|
You remember having friends who used to lampoon the world so effortlessly, crouching at the verge of every joke and waiting to pounce on it, and you remember how they changed as they grew older and the joy of questioning everything slowly became transformed into the pain of questioning everything, like a star consuming its own core.
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humor
joking
questions
wit
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Kevin Brockmeier |
cd42cc3
|
If you've brains it's better than beauty - brains last, beauty doesn't.
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brains-or-beauty
smart-or-pretty
wit
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L.M. Montgomery |
28d23ab
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Never ask while you are doing it if what you are doing is fun. Don't introduce even your most reliably witty acquaintance as someone who will set the table on a roar.
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fun
pressure
wit
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Christopher Hitchens |
0986fc6
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I did not know that mankind were suffering for want of gold. I have seen a little of it. I know that it is very malleable, but not so malleable as wit. A grain of gold will gild a great surface, but not so much as a grain of wisdom.
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suffering
life
wisdom
wit
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Henry David Thoreau |
b573199
|
In fact, Lig never formally resigned his editorship--he merely left his office late one morning, and has never returned since. Though well over a century has now passed, many members of the Guide staff still retain the romantic notion that he has simply popped out for a sandwich and will yet return to put in a solid afternoon's work. Strictly speaking, all editors since Lig Lury Jr., have therefore been designated acting editors, and Lig's desk is still preserved the way he left it, with the addition of a small sign that says LIG LURY, JR., EDITOR, MISSING, PRESUMED FED.
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humor
hitchhiker-s-guide
originality
wit
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Douglas Adams |
472aaef
|
(About a cookbook...) - What about this one? Maids of Honor? - Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts.
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humorous
humor
retort
witty
satire
funny-and-random
wit
|
Terry Pratchett |
9c0f1a6
|
"Captain Billings," he drawled finally, "if you will pardon my candor, I might remark that you are something of an ass, don't you know."
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pardon-my-french
tarzan
wit
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Edgar Rice Burroughs |
adffc20
|
I spent the last Friday of summer vacation spreading hot, sticky tar across the roof of George Washington High. My companions were Dopey, Toothless, and Joe, the brain surgeons in charge of building maintenance. At least they were getting paid. I was working forty feet above the ground, breathing in sulfur fumes from Satan's vomitorium, for free. , my father said. , the judge said. Court-ordered restitution for the Foul Deed. He nailed me with the bill for the damage I had done, which meant I had to sell my car and bust my hump at a landscaping company all summer. Oh, and he gave me six months of meetings with a probation officer who thought I was a waste of human flesh. Still, it was better than jail. I pushed the mop back and forth, trying to coat the seams evenly. We didn't want any rain getting into the building and destroying the classrooms. Didn't want to hurt the school. No, sir, we sure didn't.
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community-service
hard-labor
wit
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
65fb53f
|
You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else. I need you, she replied. Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.
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jodi-picoult
my-sister-s-keeper
reincarnation
wit
|
Jodi Picoult |
6211eb0
|
Historical Re-creation, he thought glumly, as they picked their way across, under, over or through the boulders and insect-buzzing heaps of splintered timber, with streamlets running everywhere. Only we do it with people dressing up and running around with blunt weapons, and people selling hot dogs, and the girls all miserable because they can only dress up as wenches, wenching being the only job available to women in the olden days.
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history
humour
women
larps
reenactment
wenches
hobbies
historical
wit
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Terry Pratchett |
052fdaa
|
I've been so thoroughly incorporated into the California culture that I practice meditation and go to a therapist, even though I always set a trap: during my meditation I invent stories to keep from being bored, and in therapy I invent stories to keep from boring the psychologist.
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wit
|
Isabel Allende |
5ce3f81
|
"Lady Placida smiled. "History seldom takes note of serendipity when it records events. And from what I have heard, I suspect an argument could be made that you very much did earn the title." "Many women have earned titles, Your Grace. It doesn't seem to have been a factor in whether or not they actually received them." Lady Placida laughed. "True enough. But perhaps that is beginning to change." She offered her hands. "It is a distinct pleasure to meet you, Steadholder."
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history
sff
wit
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Jim Butcher |
c5bc3e1
|
"you ask too many questions," snapped Cletus. I kept my gaze on Roman. "that's because I get too few answers."
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smart-women
the-finisher
comebacks
wit
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David Baldacci |
a898908
|
Hey, have you heard that one about the difference between me, Wit, and my loutish cousin, Hilarity? No? Okay, so I walk into a bar, you see, very unassuming, and order a martini. Then the bartender, Hilarity, hauls off and squirts me in the face with a seltzer bottle, ruining my n ice new camel hair suit, dousing my monocle and my watch fob, soaking my cravat. So, do I let him have what for, and blow my top? I do not. I simply say: Sorry, I believe I said 'very dry'.
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monocles
wit
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Chip Kidd |
a345aec
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It's common platitude that knowledge is neutral but every now and then it would be useful if it was on your side and not theirs.
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wit
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John Brunner |
2e98040
|
"The two keys to success as a sportswriter are: 1) A blind willingness to believe anything you're told by the coaches, flacks, hustlers and other "official spokesmen" for the team-owners who provide the free booze ... and: 2) A Roget's Thesaurus, in order to avoid using the same verbs and adjectives twice in the same paragraph. Even a sports editor, for instance, might notice something wrong with a lead that said: "The precision-jack-hammer attack of the Miami Dolphins stomped the balls off the Washington Redskins today by stomping and hammering with one precise jack-thrust after another up the middle, mixed with pinpoint-precision passes into the flat and numerous hammer-jack stomps around both ends...."
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|
writing
sports
wit
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Hunter S. Thompson |
bc9bff6
|
Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism.
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witty
wit
|
Christopher Moore |
c1942bf
|
Listen to me. Forget all you saw. Leave it. Take your mind from it. It has nothing to do with you. But use it for experience. Now you know what hurt it brings to women when men come into the world. Remember, and make it up to your Mama and to all women...And another thing let it do. There is no room for pride in any man. There is no room for unkindness. There is not room for wit at the expense of others. All men are born the same, and equal. As you saw today, so come Captains and the Kings and the Tinkers and the Tailors. Let the memory direct your dealings with men and women. And be sure to take good care of Mama. Is it?
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kindness
women
pride
wit
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Richard Llewellyn |
3e2d5e5
|
"A twisted spine condemned him to walk with a limp, but as he said famously, "I do not limp when I read, nor when I write."
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reading
writing
capable
limp
fire-and-blood
wit
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George R.R. Martin |
78eb310
|
"Twelve dead?" I said. "Jesus."
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humour
jesus
inspirational
biblical
short
twelve
whatever
said
i
perhaps
brief
surprise
wit
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Dennis Lehane |
3b7215c
|
Here comes Mamma Vauquerr, fair as a starrr; and strung up like a bunch of carrots. Aren't we suffocating ourselves a wee bit?' he asked, placing a hand on the top of her corset. 'A bit of a crush in the vestibule, here, Mamma! If we start crying, there'll be an explosion. Never mind, I'll be there to collect the bits--just like an antiquary.' 'Now, there's the language of true French gallantry,' murmured Madame Vauquer in an aside to Madame Couture.
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|
humor
good-natured
obliviousness
comedy
wit
mockery
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Honoré de Balzac |
7962cfc
|
"Miss Taverner took the whip and reins in her hands, and mounted into the driving-seat, scorning assistance. "Take your orders from Miss Taverner, Henry," said the Earl, getting up beside his ward. "Me Lord, you are never going to let a female drive us?" said Henry almost tearfully. "What about my pride?" "Swallow it, Henry," replied the Earl amicably."
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humour
wit
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Georgette Heyer |
6e0fd75
|
She contrived, without precisely making so vulgar a boast, to convey the impression that she was escaping from courtships so persistent as to amount to persecution; and Mr Beaumaris, listening with intense pleasure , said that London was the very place for anyone desirous of escaping attention.
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wit
|
Georgette Heyer |
9d66033
|
Cardinal Campeggio has implored Katherine to bow to the king's will, accept that her marriage is invalid and retire to a convent. Certainly, she says sweetly, she will become a nun: if the king will become a monk.
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wit
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Hilary Mantel |
4cd188b
|
It was Colonel Parkman who upped stakes, crossed the border, and named our town, thus perversely commemorating a battle in which he'd lost. (Though perhaps that's not so unusual: many people take a curatorial interest in their own scars.) He's shown astride his horse, waving a sword and about to gallop into the nearby petunia bed: a craggy man with seasoned eyes and pointed beard, every sculptor's idea of every cavalry leader. No one knows what Colonel Parkman really looked like, since he left no pictorial evidence of himself and the statue wasn't erected until 1885, but he looks like this now. Such is the tyranny of Art. On the left-hand side of the lawn, also with a petunia bed, is an equally mythic figure: the Weary Soldier, his three top shirt buttons undone, his neck bowed as if for the headman's axe, his uniform rumpled, his helmet askew, leaning on his malfunctioning Ross rifle. Forever young, forever exhausted, he tops the War Memorial, his skin burning green in the sun, pigeon droppings running down his face like tears.
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|
war
truth
reality-check
wit
|
Margaret Atwood |
d2d7dfa
|
"Then the small man suddenly ran after them and said: "I want to get my haircut. I say, do you know a little shop anywhere where they cut hair properly? I keep on having my hair cut, but it keeps on growing again." One of the tall men looked at him with the air of a pained naturalist."
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|
wit
sarcasm
|
G.K. Chesterton |
0da5b56
|
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
|
L.M. Montgomery |
4c33efa
|
"Gankis lifted an arm to point at the distant shale cliffs. "And in the face of it there were thousands of little holes, little what-you-call-'ems..." "Alcoves," Kennit supplied in an almost dreamy voice. "I call them alcoves, Gankis. As would you, if you could speak your own mother tongue."
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funny
answer
arm
blank
captain
cliff
query
response
title
tongue
witty
word
language
point
mother
sarcastic
question
voice
wit
name
sarcasm
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Robin Hobb |
25f356e
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"I have great affection for you, Roy" I answered, "but I don't think you are the sort of person I'd care to have breakfast with."
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clever
wit
|
W. Somerset Maugham |
e2d21e9
|
"That's what you think of me, is it, girl?" said his lordship, a glint in his eyes. "Oh, no!" she responded, dropping him a curtsy. "It's what I , sir! You must know that my featherheaded Mama has taught me to behave with all the propriety in the world! To tell you what I of you would be to sink myself quite below reproach!"
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|
humor
personal-opinions
bantering
opinion
banter
insults
wit
|
Georgette Heyer |
e163e34
|
Beauty is more a danger than intelligence or wit. One becomes a living mirror for the inadequacies of others.
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|
jealousy
intelligence
inadequacies
wit
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Gordon Dahlquist |
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."
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humor
wit
sarcasm
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George Eliot |
8247dae
|
"The door was flung open. Maurice Duplay filled it; energetic master, shirt- sleeves rolled up. He threw out his arms, the good Jacobin Duplay, and formed a sentence totally original, something which had never been uttered in the history of the world: "Camille, you have a son, and your wife is very well, and is asking you to be at home, right now."
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wit
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Hilary Mantel |