Intelligent Humour Quotes Novels & Stories

“You just attacked his men. That’s not exactly what allies do to each other.” He purses his lips thoughtfully. “Isn’t it? I had no idea!” I roll my eyes. “You know, they say sarcasm is the lowest form of wit…” He grins wider. “Oh, but that quote is incomplete. Oscar Wilde actually said ‘Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit but the highest form of intelligence.’” I scowl. “It doesn’t change the fact that it’s not nice. It’s self-serving.” “How so?” I take a deep breath, eager to talk and distract him so he won’t decide something uncool. Like hurt me, for one. I need to stay alive until Kaan finds me. “It aims to belittle the other person and make the one who uses it feel superior.”

I want her here every morning, making me coffee while I cook her eggs. I want to watch those gold-flecked eyes peeking over the top of her mug as she tells me something brilliant. I want to earn that easy smile by saying something humorous. Record scratch, I'm not funny guy. I never say anything humorous except I had in the Elevator. I'd made her laugh then, Around her I turn into someone else. Someone better, You're not the bad guy.

At the end of the speech of the middle-aged man who seemingly ran off in the middle of experimentation, his tone was already so sarcastic he could even rival Agatha's AI. Paul had hardly restrained himself from glaring at the doctor. "Sir, you're not getting my point. I have the capability to back up my words." "Oh? What made you think so? Your little knowledge about the promiscuity system and how you are still not hunted down by it? Good for you. Your ego and imagination are as vast as the universe, probably only one level away from the vastness of humanity's ever so famous trait, stupidity. I wonder if it means your brain is slightly tilting to the creative side. Ah, wait, I'm recalling wh

I thought he was good, however, but he is not. "I'm not stupid," I defend myself. "Hmm.. I can see," he smirks. "Don't laugh at me. I'm not a joker," I say. Sid's Pov Something is really good about dumb girls is they look innocent, no matter how stupid they are. And I'm enjoying her silly talks as she pouts. "I didn't say you're a joker," I say. "I said you're stupid. Don't people laugh at stupids? You don't need to be a joker"

I could easily imagine Suzane Johnson writhing in a strange laugh when listening to this, simply by hearing the little pig snoring she let out when she got excited about one of my worst jokes. It was strange not to be able to return the same intensity of animation, although just so that she could not understand anything, I tried hard, and imitated a rehearsed sound of what was once an ironic laugh. I've never been the kind of person who struggled to be funny. I've never had much talent to be the silly court of a circle of friends. But I had a certain reputation for being the one who never let herself be shaken by the misfortunes of life. I always had a joke on the tip of my tongue to make so

knew nothing more than shoving her hands in people's faces. "Oh come on," He taunted. "Don't be a spoilsport. You should see all the names you're called. Some are quite colorful. And some are just plain terrible. Once again America has demonstrated its lack of intelligent life." "I guess that makes you stupid, just like the rest of us," I scoffed. Why had I bothered calling John? He was a dumbass. "I wouldn't be so quick to judge," John chided. "You know me better than that. Besides, I wouldn't say you're stupid. I'd ask what you saw in Kelly though but I am well aware of your intentions. "

I shouted the last part. To my irritation he laughed again. What is up with him? What does he think I am doing? Cracking jokes for him. This is getting on my nerves now. Firstly he is just blabbering nonsensical words then laughing at my sensical ones. Am I a magnet to attract psychopaths? " You have got a nice sense of humour and so as to what you are doing here.......that is for me to know and you to find out but don't worry it won't take us long to reach there.

She then sincerely explained how she planned her study schedule and prepared for the exams as if her earlier remark about her IQ of 145 was just a casual comment. Celeste understood that look. She had no bad intentions. She was merely mischievous and wanted to see how the interviewer would handle the situation. Seeing the interviewer respond quickly, she didn’t make it difficult and went along with it. This was just one highly intelligent humor that others would not understand. “This girl named Veronica is definitely more interesting than the naive girls Damon used to be around,” Celeste objectively commented. “That’s true… but Damon’s taste changed too quickly. I don’t get it. Do you think

“I have never been proposed to but I understand that my face has that effect on people.” “I can tell you only make these jokes around me. Why? Is it because I'm a woman and you don't find me worthy enough to hold an intellectual conversation with me or you only are all brawn and no brain?” “Keep talking like that, baby. I just need an excuse to bash your head in. Just one.”

She made sure to keep her voice low and her eyes to the door. "You did not call to get my permission I guess, you called to inform me right?" "Both, if you say no, I'll stay." She replied. "You have my approval, but remember, the less you talk the more you listen. The smartest person in a room is always the quiet one, do you know why?" Pop's cautioned. "Because, they listen to others spill their foolishness." She answered. "Good, it is preferable to be termed foolish and be wise rather than being praised for being high witted but dumb." He dropped one of his quotes again.