Funny Quotes From Novels Novels & Stories

He smirked and gave Quinn a once-over before adding, "I must admit, you don't look like the type who would write such books in person." "Am I supposed to walk around with a sticker on my forehead that says, I write steamy novels?" Quinn questioned, irritation flaring through her. 'Why is this weirdo talking to me?' She thought in her mind. Looking at him, he looked decent with dark brown hair and grey eyes. He also gave off an air of nobility but what was with the nasty comments? "Whoa," Jake raised his hands in surrender. "You can't take a joke?" Quinn got to her feet and glared at Jake. She spat, "If you call that a joke then you're terrible at jokes. Just because I write about one-night s

In the end, readers are crazy for being readers in a world where words flow down the monosyllabic drain of unculturedness. * This is a chronicle that I love, from the time when Bia was still married and she would gossip to me over the phone. Added a dash of comedy. I burst out laughing every time I read it! almost divorce "Your fart is so stinky!" ― And by any chance, is there a smelly fart? “There are the not-so-overly-stinky ones. You look like you died inside, you're rotten! Go to the bathroom or I'm going to pass out.

I glared at him, and he noticed it. “What?” he asked innocently but a smirk is very evident on his lips. “What’s funny?” I asked really mad. He raised a brow; amusement is in his eyes. “I am reading a funny book,” he said. My eyes went down to his book, and it was really scientific so why the hell a funny topic would be there? He’s annoying. I just rolled my eyes and walked out to find a fine book that I can read. I stopped in the history section and stared at the books and without noticing I am now smiling.

Gunner laughed and shook my shoulder, “See, you get it?” he laughed and pointed at the huge TV screen. “I get it” I chuckled, “Though, I feel like I should be weirded out that you were using quotes from a kids movie while I was sitting on your face?” I teased and elbowed his hip. Gunner purred and leaned down to press his lips to my ear, “Well, you know we can replay the scene, the one where you ride my face to infinity and beyond” he said softly with a seductive undertone.

Lyra sipped hers. Big mistake. Her face contorted like she’d just licked a lemon made of lava. “Why would anyone willingly drink that?” she gasped. “Because,” I said, grinning, “it makes everything seem funnier. Watch.” At that exact moment, a man tripped over a bar stool and fell face-first into someone’s nachos. Lyra giggled. The sound was music. “You’re insane,” she whispered. “Comes with the territory.” ---

His jovial attitude was jarring. Devrim thought that perhaps the Councilman was drunk, but then he remembered that Zan rarely drank at all. Something else was happening. "Pardon?" He asked. The Guardian carried on loudly, "Is it not amazing how a work of fiction can cause so much gossip! Perhaps they should have added a flying cow or a swimming chicken to make the play more believable!" Those around Zan pretended not to listen, but Devrim could clearly see the amused smiles on their faces at his words.

They also had their card held up. “Jordan.” Kelly said and the whole room turned to see the woman in question blushing. Grinning, Jordan nodded. “My granddaddy always said it. My grandma was never sure if he was talking about being surrounded by the enemy or kids.” “Either way,” Charlotte laughed, “being surrounded simplifies things.” “How many more?” Someone asked loudly. “Someone is getting hangry.” Charlotte laughed and clicked the key on the computer. The program that Camille and Trevor had written for this, shuffled the quotes and pulled up another one. “Last one. Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. Mae West.”

For the briefest moment, Walter looked almost embarrassed. Lois nearly laughed. If someone had told her last week that Walter Ford could be embarrassed, she would've demanded proof. Yet here he was. Standing in front of her with a finished four hundred page novel and no reasonable explanation for why he'd devoured it overnight. Walter cleared his throat. "There was a line." "In the book?" He nodded. "What line?" His eyes shifted toward the rain speckled window. Away from her. Away from everything. "'The loneliest people are often the ones everyone assumes are fine.'"

I couldn't control myself anymore and laughed hard at his face. "O...look at your face...you...you couldn't take my joke lightly...i was kidding okay... And on a serious note, i just put in action what i have read..." I confessed truly this time. "Hell you and your silly jokes...never repeat the one...actually i am surprised more on your confession as i never knew you would be reading such stuff..." He said amusingly. "I have read many adult novels. And you're saying as if you never read such stuffs" i said pouting my lips.

Then he looked back at me, "Oh." I chuckled, "Yeah." "F. Scott Fitzgerald." He started walking, "Very beautiful quote, that is." "I didn't think you'd know that it was from him." I walked beside him. "Are you secretly a lover of literature, Dean Ryan?" "Not really." He chuckled softly. "I just know a couple quotes." "Wow." I smiled. "Like?" "Um," He thought. "You can't blame gravity for falling in love." "Albert Einstein." I said and he nodded. "I'm impressed."