Novel & Cerita Funny Gravity Falls Quotes

Alvara mumbled with an eye roll. " Why will I do that to a duff and stubborn maniac like you?" Hudson scoffed. "Ok...that's too much vile word for one person" Alvara glared. " Yeah. And it defines you. You...just don't listen" Hudson pointed out. " And because of your stubbornness...we've been falling off for like what seems as eternity, worst think of...to an indefinite location. And who knows maybe, we might continue falling till we're out of gravity and probably start floating in space and of course...grow old and eventually die and rotten here" He entreated, making Alvara roll her eyes. Looking down, her eyes widened.

Squeezing her tight I whisper, “you have no fucking idea how pleased I am you said that. Damn cannonball logic of yours.” “Cannonball logic?” “I don’t know, It’s not like I can think straight right now either Cass. Pretty sure you temporarily broke me,” giving her a nudge. Despite everything it was our stupid, giggling exhaustion that filled the cavern as we quickly dressed and resurfaced as she grabbed a pen and paper to leave a Mr Gravy sign on a stable door.

In order to save money, he chose to sleep in the stairwell at night. He happened to overhear Mia's phone call and filmed it out of curiosity. I felt incredibly grateful that he sent me the video. However, I was genuinely surprised that he sounded more earnest than I was. "I should be thanking you instead, Ms. Hoffman. When I couldn't afford my son's hospital bills, I was at my wits' end. That nurse, Mia, even made fun of us because we were from the countryside. She told us we shouldn't be at the hospital if we couldn't afford it.

Sometimes the library was four people in a room all working in the same quiet, which was a different thing from loneliness and the opposite of it. One Sunday morning Edmund looked up from the floor and said: "Dad. Why do things fall down instead of up?" “Gravity," I said. “Yes, but why does gravity go down?" he said. “It goes toward mass," I said. "The Earth is very heavy. Gravity pulls toward it." He considered this. "So if there was something heavier than the Earth above us things would fall up?" “In theory," I said. He wrote something in his notebook. Eleanor looked up from her desk. "That is not practically achievable in our current situation," she said.

“You should have just told me directly!” “There’s no way I would.” Our jokes reached midnight. At the endpoint promised, we gathered like wet chicks. “I really hate the fountain show.” Well, we are literally wet chicks. “Andreus, be reasonable. Nobody could predict that fountain show would fail and shower us water.” “Hear that Andreus? Cassey herself said so, means it is not my fault.” “Still yours, though. If you did not push us to the front, we won’t be this wet.”

I pretended to not see what he did earlier. A sudden groan emerged from his throat as he opened his mouth to speak. “I am aching all over, I feel like I can see how deep my gravesite would be” “What are you saying all of a sudden? Is a gravesite a kind of simple joke?” I cautioned, running to his side. “What? I am only saying how I feel” he pouted before whispering “I almost died because of your coffee” I scoffed lightly and gritted “Says the one giggling and playing video games just few minutes ago”

“I didn’t fall!” “Yes! I’m proud of you!” “Look!” I crowed again. “I—” CRASH. I slipped. Comically, slowly. But more than the fall, I froze. Instead of helping me, Hugo fell beside me. “Why’d you fall too?!” I protested. “So you wouldn’t feel alone,” he replied, grinning broadly. I lightly hit his arm, then burst into laughter, a sound so free, like a version of myself I hadn’t heard in a long time. A version that had once forgotten what it felt like to be happy without burden.

“You literally almost fell last time.” “I was just joking.” “You slipped on air.” “The floor attacked me!” “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re very much obsessed with me.” “…unfortunately…I am.”

“Participation is the hardest thing. Easier to watch and judge than actually try.” “So I am doing the hard thing?” “Yes.” “Good. I was cast down as punishment. I choose to make punishment into purpose. I will learn participation until I understand it completely. Then…” It paused. “Then I do not know. But I will know when I reach that point.” “That’s very human of you,” Finn said. “Is it compliment or insult?” “Both. Usually both.” The fallen thing made a sound like laughter. Wrong pitch. Wrong rhythm. But attempting the concept. “I think I understand humor now. It is finding enjoyment in contradictions.”

I asked. “My mom told me the same thing.” Balkin admitted. “My mom told me I was useless.” Wyatt offered. “Oh Wyatt, your life is so sad.” Posy sighed as we reached the door. I pushed it open farther and we immediately started falling. Our screams and howls were the only thing I could hear other than the rushing wind as we fell quickly. After five minutes of falling the whole screaming thing got pretty boring. “When will we land?” Zeke asked. “Hopefully never!” I yelled back.