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You can get away with saying much more with humor than you can with a straight face ↗

— Sherry Argov

#love #relationships #humor

{Summertime she speaks of winter, she eats ham, but speaks of beef, got a good man but, flirts with another. She might as well go to hell, cause she ain't gonna be happy in heaven either!}www.nancybbrewer.com From new books coming soon- 3rd in Carolina Rain series. ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#history #humor #romance #southern #southern-women

My teacher asked my favorite color. ... I said ‘Rainbow’.... and I was punished to stand out of my class. ↗

— Saket Assertive

#humor #life #philosophy #rainbow #humor

Optimism: That effervescent, blindingly- bright, perky, chipper, twittering quality you want to squash out of annoying people. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#cheerfulness #humor #merriment #optimism #pleasantness

If I were illiterate, my signature would be audible. It’d be two grunts and a sigh. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#illiterate #signature #humor

I was never going to get any sleep. I was going to have Alice in Wonderland conversation after Alice in Wonderland conversation until I died of exhaustion. Here, in the restful, idyllic Victorian era. ↗

— Connie Willis

#humor #victorian-era #humor

There was a sudden commotion in front of us. The Seelie had just sifted in, minus V'Lane, in close proximity to Ryodan, Lor, and Fade. I wasn't sure who was more disgusted. Or homicidal. Velvet hissed. "You have no right to be here!" "Kill it." Ryodan said flatly. "Don't you dare!" I heard Jo snap. "Fucking faeries," Lor muttered. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#humor

I had no idea what I was paying James, but based on his picnic-assembling skills alone, he needed a raise. ↗

— Lish McBride

#salary #humor

Wiggles hissed as I crossed the floor toward the throne. She fixed me with her empty hateful eyes and smelled the air, her long tongue shivering through the slit of the lipless mouth. Nice to see you too, sweetheart. Remember my cattle prod? ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#ilona-andrews #magic-bites #humor

I felt no shame in these activities, because I understood what almost no one else seemed to grasp: that there was only an infinitesimal difference, a difference so small that it barely existed except as a figment of the human imagination, between working in a tall green glass building on Park Avenue and collecting litter in a park. In fact, there may have been no difference at all. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#imagination