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ef86b23
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Why it's simply impassible! Alice: Why, don't you mean impossible? Door: No, I do mean impassible. Nothing's impossible!
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funny
humor
alice-in-wonderland
door
wordplay
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Lewis Carroll |
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afb1e10
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This wasn't just plain terrible, this was fancy terrible. This was terrible with raisins in it.
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fancy
raisins
wordplay
terrible
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Dorothy Parker |
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3ab2dc7
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Brevity is the soul of lingerie.
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lingerie
wordplay
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Dorothy Parker |
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7edb59d
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That woman speaks eighteen languages, and can't say 'No' in any of them.
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humor
wordplay
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Dorothy Parker |
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b12b72c
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Arthur: If I asked you where the hell we were, would I regret it? Ford: We're safe. Arthur: Oh good. Ford: We're in a small galley cabin in one of the spaceships of the Vogon Constructor Fleet. Arthur: Ah, this is obviously some strange use of the word that I wasn't previously aware of.
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safety-in-numbers
semantics
safe
wordplay
word
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Douglas Adams |
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1ed345c
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"Your friends are all the dullest dogs I know. They are not beautiful: they are only decorated. They are not clean: they are only shaved and starched. They are not dignified: they are only fashionably dressed. They are not educated: they are only college passmen. They are not religious: they are only pewrenters. They are not moral: they are only conventional. They are not virtuous: they are only cowardly. They are not even vicious: they are only "frail." They are not artistic: they are only lascivious. They are not prosperous: they are only rich. They are not loyal, they are only servile; not dutiful, only sheepish; not public spirited, only patriotic; not courageous, only quarrelsome; not determined, only obstinate; not masterful, only domineering; not self-controlled, only obtuse; not self-respecting, only vain; not kind, only sentimental; not social, only gregarious; not considerate, only polite; not intelligent, only opinionated; not progressive, only factious; not imaginative, only superstitious; not just, only vindictive; not generous, only propitiatory; not disciplined, only cowed; and not truthful at all: liars every one of them, to the very backbone of their souls."
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wordplay
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George Bernard Shaw |
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8cc79f4
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Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves
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wordplay
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Lewis Carroll |
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53e5153
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"Of course it is,' said the Duchess, who seemed ready to agree to everything that Alice said; 'there's a large mustard-mine near here. And the moral of that is- "The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours."
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wordplay
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Lewis Carroll |
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67b9bec
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There was no Lo to behold.
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lolita
wordplay
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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1bacc3c
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It was not that he was feckless, more that he had simply not been around the day they handed out feck.
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humorous
wordplay
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Neil Gaiman |
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f159f46
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"Now me," said Mr. Vandemar. "What number am I thinking of?" "I beg your pardon?" "What number am I thinking of?" repeated Mr. Vandemar. "It's between one and a lot," he added, helpfully."
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wordplay
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Neil Gaiman |
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2fb5bb3
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"I don't think you understand," said Milo timidly as the watchdog growled a warning. "We're looking for a place to spend the night." "It's not yours to spend," the bird shrieked again, and followed it with the same horrible laugh. "That doesn't make any sense, you see--" he started to explain. "Dollars or cents, it's still not yours to spend," the bird replied haughtily. "But I didn't mean--" insisted Milo. "Of course you're mean," interrupted the bird, closing the eye that had been open and opening the one that had been closed. "Anyone who'd spend a night that doesn't belong to him is very mean." "Well, I thought that by--" he tried again desperately. "That's a different story," interjected the bird a bit more amiably. "If you want to buy, I'm sure I can arrange to sell, but with what you're doing you'll probably end up in a cell anyway." "That doesn't seem right," said Milo helplessly, for, with the bird taking everything the wrong way, he hardly knew what he was saying. "Agreed," said the bird, with a sharp click of his beak, "but neither is it left, although if I were you I would have left a long time ago."
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wordplay
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Norton Juster |
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3e1ae1d
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"Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.' `If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him.' `I don't know what you mean,' said Alice. `Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to Time!'
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time
mad-hatter
wordplay
lewis-carroll
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Lewis Carroll |
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b13a3a6
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Mother could go for one year without food, but not one day without her lip sticks.
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wordplay
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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1a18bb3
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Scully was appallingly gregarious--so outgoing she was practically incoming.
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wordplay
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Karen Joy Fowler |
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dc55670
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"How are you going to make it move? It doesn't have a - " "Be very quiet," advised the duke, "for it goes without saying." And, sure enough, as soon as they were all quite still, it began to move quickly through the streets, and in a very short time they arrived at the royal palace." --
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wordplay
speech
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Norton Juster |
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b92f57c
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It took my whole life to buy this stuff.
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wordplay
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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f70880b
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Leave your incidental Dick.
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lolita
innuendo
wordplay
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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b494556
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. The word itself had lost little of its power to startle and had, due to my ignorance of the physical place it occupied on the globe, assumed a peculiar life of its own. There was the harsh Ar at the beginning, which called up gold, idols, lost cities in the jungle, which in turn led to the hushed and sinister chamber of Gen, with the bright, interrogative Tina at the end--all nonsense, of course, but then it seemed in some muddled way that name itself, one of the few concrete facts available to me, might itself be a cryptogram or clue.
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the-secret-place
donna-tartt
whimsical
wordplay
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Donna Tartt |
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f20d556
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I always got the words pedestrian and Presbyterian confused. I didn't understand why Presbyterians always had the right of way.
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wordplay
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Amy Krouse Rosenthal |