Death Humor Quotes Novels & Stories

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

At the very least, the anguish I will experience when I die because of it will be short-lived. He had lost the serious expression on his face, and it had replaced him with a look of befuddlement. He stared at me with a puzzled expression on his face. “Are you serious? I thought you’d be horrified when I shoved you here, but it appears like you’re much more terrified that you won’t receive any money when you die here.” My brow wrinkled. “Isn’t that why many people commit themselves to Live Suicide for money?” “Ahh... Okay. By the way, I’m joking. Don’t take yourself too seriously, Hahaha!”

No matter how difficult it may be to do for me today. It may be challenging. But it's pretty easy to excel in life. I will apologise to myself. I shouldn't begin my life on a negative note. I need to be brave to see life differently. I need to excel. Yes, I need to grow in life. I have grown stronger than who I have been those dead years. Not dead years. Years passed by. I don't very much appreciate the word death or dead in usage. I end my day's note with a new quote: "Maybe there is a super microbe which, if present in large numbers in my body, can make me live forever." I may be right in that. I will explore it today.

Then, when they noticed the smirk on Alpha Zackery's face, they looked at each other and roared with laughter hysterically. "Your Excellency... You really nail it! He's a... a grilled hot dog... Haha... I can't... catch my breath..." Alpha Julius pointed at Alpha Cyrus and laughed. "Your Excellency... Your joke is... killing me..." Alpha Cyrus laughed so fiercely that he started to cough in tears. "Really? I thought only malt kills people." Alpha Zackery laughed out loud, with eyes gleaming with ominous sparks.

“Wow. I had no idea. He hasn’t mentioned it.” Jessica smirked, twirling her wine glass lazily between her fingers. “Lots of people don’t really consider their birthday much of a big deal. After all, it’s a year closer to death.” Her dark humor earned her an exaggerated eye roll from me. “Goddess, you’re impossible.” She laughed, clearly pleased with herself. “He probably never got the chance to bring it up,” she added with a shrug.

I looked at him and smiled, “No one has died in this house, and most importantly this living room doesn’t have a second coating of blood paint.” His face creased angrily, “Your sense of humor is just refreshing.” I looked away, “Well, one of us needs to have a sense of humor, and you are not it.”

He laughs but shuts up. “Ok, listen, while we are on the topic of quotes, I have some funny, sarcastic ones,” he says and opens his phone to read some. “Two wrongs, don’t make a right, take your parents as an example,” I laugh. I can use it on anyone who messes with my friends. “Tell me more,” I urge him. “Even people who are good for nothing can bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs,” I chuckle.

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.

“Don’t go looking all grim and glum now. If you hang around here too long, I might just kick the bucket myself. And then what will you do? Can’t be coming to visit with your father’s cousin’s ghost.” I chuckled. The absurdity of it all and of him talking about death like it was a joke, caught me off guard, and I let out a genuine laugh. It was the first real laugh I’d had in days. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed it. “You’re a piece of work, you know that?” I shook my head, still laughing. “But seriously, I’ll take you up on that visit before you kick the bucket.” “Good, good,” he said, giving me a sly wink. “You best make it soon, before I start charging an entry f*e.”

“ Now that you know, it feels less lonely.” “ We have to try and get you treated…” He cackled and shut his lips, subduing a laugh. I stared at him puzzledly. There is nothing funny about what he's going through. “ You think it's funny that you are dying?” He shook his head. “ The fact that you think that a remedy will jump down from the sky for my own sake, meanwhile you haven't spoken about yours…son. That is funny.” “ You can't give up just yet.”