Witty Book Quotes Novels & Stories

She huffed in annoyance, "You're no fun. Anyway, you know who's coming back to town?" "Yeah, I know. That's why I'm asking, isn't it?" Her gaze narrowed at me. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, my dear Camiela." "That's not the full quote, my dear Shirley," I mocked. "Then what is?" My gaze fell to the floor as my elbow hit my purse, causing it to tumble onto the ground and send all my belongings pouring out. I groaned in annoyance and stood kneeling down to pick it up. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit—"

Catrina focus her mind on her test, looking at the questions she smiled 'simple' she thought. She wrote her test with her eyes closed ( figure of speech). Rudolf is a smart dude, though not as smart as Catrina. He write his test too without fretting about failing.

He laughed as he read the title. “Is this what you’re into? I’m surprised,” he said. “Isn’t ‘wicked virgin’ an oxymoron?” Lucy tried to grab the book, but Carter dangled it over her head. She growled like an angry cat. “Give me my book back.” “Only if you ask me nicely.”

I turned my eyes on the screen in front of me to type some more words. ---Judging people just by mere picture of themselves will end up into meager evidence. It is not possible to know a person overtime, actually it takes a lifetime. As Marcus Fabius Quintillian quoted, “We must form our minds by reading deep rather than wide.” Because there is a probability that a person shed tears when he frowns, he hid guilt when he smiles and he kept pain when he laughs. Or the painful irony may happen. It is possible that a person may hid victorious laugh on your misery, he may enjoy watching your broken estate as you’re trying your hardest to put every piece of the puzzle of yourself to make it whole a

He shook his head, putting a hand over his bike like it was the Oscar award. I blew a breath. "It will save us time and energy resources. Use your brains for a change." "I do use my brains, you should too. Oh wait! You don't have any!" He exclaimed in mock horror. "Of course not! That's precisely why Mrs. Finn assigned me tutor you. Oh the irony!" "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit." "It is the only answer to stupidity." "Haha, you aren't afraid of motorbikes?" He asked, changing the subject.

Damon smiled at her, thankful she’d taken up that task. “I don’t have a clue, but it reminds me of the saying the quill is mightier than the sword. I guess some magic user took the saying to heart.” Eva mention an old quote Damon didn’t know the origin of, or if the pen had any connection to the quote. “Either way, we have a pen that scares me more than anything else I’ve read about here yet.”

“We’re taking it a day at a time.” “That’s the best way to do things,” Brown proclaimed. “Epicurus said, ‘Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.’” Sarah grinned. Brown had an incredible brain for memorization, and always had a few words of wisdom from a philosopher at the ready. “I’ve missed your quotes.”

They are one and the same* Red answered with a crafty chuckle. It was good to be stuck with a herald who was intelligent and had good wit. Intelligence was necessary, for the intelligent were so called because they had learned and read so much. It was vital to be witty as well, for the witty were able to use their minds to figure out things that the natural mind could not easily conjure.

“You’ll learn. You are the smartest person I ever met. Even back when you were a teenager, you were smarter than me.” “I don’t feel smarter,” said Jeannine, looking out to the infinite blackness that surrounded them. “Trust me, you are. You just need to act the part. “If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.” Matthew 12:20.” Jeannine snorted. “You quoting the Bible at me now?” Curtis laughed, too. “You would’ve had a lot of that if you’d come to live with Georgina and me.”

I had been successful every time at getting out of it. "Reading is good for you! It's so much fun too," he insisted as he picked a book from a shelf and took a seat beside me. "You just want me to become a nerd like you," I mumbled against the pillow. Now that I was lying on the bed, I grew more tired. It felt like the bed had sucked in all my energy and now, I didn't even feel like moving a finger. "With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?" he quoted someone and I flailed my arm until I successfully smacked him. "Ouch! Fine! No quotes!"