Sarcasm Quotes Novels & Stories

"I don't actually accept jokes." I bit the insides of my cheeks out of shame. This is so annoying yet embarrassing at the same time. I mean, I meant what I said lately and he should take it as a joke! He knows that that is a flirty sentence yet he acts like he does not get any sarcasm. I would like to punch him right away in his face. How can I do so anyway? I let out an exaggerating sigh and I almost massage my temple. "I am sarcastic for Pete's sake," I said in monotone, almost a whisper but I made sure that he can hear me say that.

So what do you think of a girl who “laughs at the end of his speech” Lian turns to be facing him: What do you mean? I think there is a hint in your speech to something. Maxus smiles, showing his fine teeth. You're a really clever girl and witty too. Add "cool" to them because you're really amazing. Lian sighs impatiently: What did you mean by "in a sarcasm similar to his"? Ah, add to it that you are really crazy. Maxus laughs:

I say, grateful for his help. “You know you’re not as boring as I initially thought you were. You know how to crack jokes making you relatively funny and you know how to hold an interesting conversation” I tease. “Gee” he scoffs, “thanks so much for the compliment” he replies sarcastically.

He gritted his teeth. “No need for the sarcasm Alex, where were you two?” “I only use sarcasm for people who are stupid.” I shot back at him. “You could have sugar coated it.” Kyle said lowly for me alone to hear. I rolled my eyes. “I don’t sugar coat shit. I’m not willy wonka”

he went to argue again. “Forget about it, just go get your drink” I said sarcastically while doing air quotes with the word drink. I wasn’t in the mood to pretend that I'm not pissed. Tobias sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. I watched, steaming mad, as he looked up at smith. If it was at all possible under his dark skin, he looked pale. As mad as I am, I wasn’t blind to the concern I felt circling around my stomach.

"Oh screw you, I ain't that damn old." "Can we concentrate on why you're actually here?" Charity's dry tone cuts through the three of us. The bad thing about our family is when we're nervous we bitch, we argue, we make sarcastic comments to one another that could be construed as not taking things seriously. It's the way we've been since we were little. You don't go to bed angry and not figure out how to deal with it in a way that doesn't make you want to kill yourself. I've been cultivating my sarcasm from a very early age.

I commented sarcastically. -"I want you to know that I don't usually hang out with these kinds of women. I don't like paying for love." -"You only pay to have a wife" -"Please Melina, don't....You know that is not true. I will not tolerate you degrading yourself." -"Οh! How thoughtfull of you!" I said sarcastically. -"I mean it! Yesterday was only work for me!" -"Yes...yes everyone saw it in the picture! It was an unbearable sacrifice for you! You clearly had a bad time" I taunted him.

One corner of his mouth tilted — not in amusement. It was the kind of expression that made my chest tighten, the kind that suggested I'd said something particularly naive. Like watching a child insist that monsters don't exist while standing in a room full of them. His next breath came out as a scoff, short and sharp. "Yeah. But make sure to discuss personal life." The sarcasm slid under my skin before I could block it. There it was. The jab.

he went to argue again. “Forget about it, just go get your drink” I said sarcastically while doing air quotes with the word drink. I wasn’t in the mood to pretend that I'm not pissed. Tobias sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. I watched, steaming mad, as he looked up at Smith. If it was at all possible under his dark skin, he looked pale. As mad as I am, I wasn’t blind to the concern I felt circling around my stomach.

Raising my tone, just as he did, although if someone heard us talking, they would surely mistake it for a murmur. “And then you earn…how much? A hundred crores, like that takla writer, right? I really don’t know where you got those ideas from!” he had now invoked the most lethal of all linguistic weapons – sarcasm – more powerful than a thousand arrows of invectives, yelling, screaming and all those tools that one can use while making their dissatisfaction, disagreement or disapproval over something obvious. Kela and Baal hurt, but sarcasms leave serious wounds for the entire lifetime. Wounds that don’t really heal.