Funny Reading Quotes Novels & Stories

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

“It’s never early for anything as long as you want it.” “Nice quote. Where did you hear it from?” Asher asked me as he took a sip from the cup in his hands. “Would you believe me if I told you that I just made it up on the spot?” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, and I joined in, following suit. “That’s impressive.” “Thank you,” I replied, raising my glass towards him before taking a look around the place. “You look like you’ve got something you want to say, Lorenzo.”

I picked up the bottle of soda. "You seem like you want to burn a hole through her ass," he quipped. I had taken a sip when I spat the liquid as a high pitched laughter escaped my lips. I quickly picked up the napkins and dabbed my lips. I looked up and saw Quinn shake his head with an amused smile. "You're really something," he said. "You're one to talk," I retorted.

“Because I want to be your friend, and I’m not taking no for an answer.” I had a feeling he wasn’t going to listen to me no matter how much I argued, and there were only 10 more minutes before my next class. “What nonsense were you talking about earlier?” I asked. He frowned. “It’s a quote from the book.” He pointed at my book. “How many times have you read this that you memorized quotes like that?” I asked in pure shock. I didn’t ever remember him reading back in high school and he still didn’t strike me as the illiterate type.

“Oh my god, look, she included my quote—'it’s like being a hamster on a disco ball: spinning but fabulous.” Daisy snickers. “That was pure gold, Karl. I’m surprised you came up with that one.” Chloe leans over my shoulder. “And she actually wrote about your ‘commute from Mars’? How gullible was this lady?” Ethan laughs so hard he almost spits out his coffee. “This is hilarious. Do you think she realized we were messing with her?” “I hope not,” Anton says, shaking his head. “It adds to the mystery, no?”

Before I can come up with some carefully crafted quote I heard somewhere, Ben speaks. “Well, I don’t have any advice for anyone, but there was something no one told me before I got married and I’m taking it upon myself to do you the favor.” Everyone turns to Ben as if they are so interested in what he has to say, but somewhere deep down, I know he is going to make some silly comment. “What is it?” Jackie asks painfully, like the wait is killing her. “That your wife’s cunt is going to become your favorite thing in the world,” Ben says, and my cheeks flush bright pink while the audience bursts into laughter.

I didn’t have to wait long for the replies. “Aww,” Dad commented immediately, making me giggle. “Someone’s living their best life,” Mike teased. “Look at you, Miss Paris,” Leo added, followed by three laughing emojis. “Try not to embarrass us while you’re there,” Zack chimed in. And then there was Ryan. “You’re lucky I’m not there. I’d push you into the Seine.” I burst out laughing, covering my mouth as I scrolled through their silly comments. They were ridiculous—every single one of them—but I loved them more than words could say.

And oddly entertaining. But it was a good distraction reading his texts – a stupid, oddly timed, mildly amusing distraction in a world where everything else felt like it was rotting around me – because they made me laugh, even though his texts weren't the kind that made a girl's heart flutter or brought heat to her cheeks. More like that dry, unimpressed laugh you let slip when someone's trying too hard and failing spectacularly. Jaden: > "Okay, I might've been a bit of an ass. Maybe just a teaspoon. Definitely not a cup."

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

“Says the man who used an annotated memoir on territorial legislation as bedtime reading.” He leaned back, that amused tilt softening the sharp lines of his jaw. “That was strategy.” “No, that was masochism. At least my books have characters who feel things.” “Like talking ravens and ravishing maidens.” I cracked a smile before I could stop it. “As opposed to your gripping tale of Pack finance reforms in 1997?” “Historic. Influential.” “Boring.” We were both laughing now, genuinely, fully, that kind of surprised laughter that bubbles up when you were least expecting it. It felt warm, stupid, a little reckless. I hadn’t laughed like that in… gods, I didn’t know how long.