. . . You seem upset, Charlie. Is something wrong? Charlie: No, no, I’m okay, I just had to take directions from a mute beaver in a fez to get here, it’s unsettling.
For a while he'd tried molding himself into the tragic Romantic hero, brooding and staring clench-jawed off into space as he composed dark verse in his head. But it turned out that trying to appear tragic in Incontinence, Indiana, was redundant, and his mother kept shouting at him and making him forget his rhymes. "Tommy, if you keep grinding your teeth like that, they'll wear away and you'll have to have dentures like Aunt Ester." Tommy only wished his beard was as heavy as Aunt Ester's---then he could stare out over the moors while he stroked it pensively.
Charlie Asher: Mrs. Ling, is that duck wearing trousers? Mrs. Ling: Could be . . . . You hear of paper-wrap chicken? This duck in pants.
No one knows why, but second only to eating the brains of the living, the dead love affordable prefab furniture.
I can be most colorful and inventive when I am angry.
...she is too beautiful, I think, to not be inherently evil.
It’s like he has this power over me—like I have an eating disorder and he’s a package of Oreo Double Stuff cookies.
It's Christmas! Ah, Christmas, the time when all good people go about not decapitating each other.
It was an eight-harlot inn, if that's how you measure an inn. (I understand that now they measure inns in stars. We are in a four-star inn right now. I don't know what the conversion from harlots to stars is.)
If there was anything I learned from John the Baptist, it was that the sooner you confess a mistake, the quicker you can get on to making new and better mistakes.
She laughed. My favorite music.
Cofishes-other fish in a group, coworkers, cohorts, etc. Shut up, it's a word.
You were supposed to empathize with your friend's problem, but they were, after all, your friend's problems.
What this movie needs is more brain eating zombies.
It's about average for us. Behavior always draws more than survey. We're the sexy ones,' Nate said with a grin. Amy snorted. 'Oh, yeah, you guys are the Mae Wests of the nerd world.' We're action nerds,' Nate said. 'Adventure nerds. Nerds of romance.
If they'd been dogs, they would have all been in the yard eating grass and trying to yak up whatever was making them feel so lousy. Not a bone gnawed, not a ball chased-all tails went unwagged. Oh, life is a fast cat, a short leash, a flea in that place where you just can't scratch.
He has the attention span of a hummingbird.
It's very difficult to stay angry when a room full of bald guys in orange robes start giggling. Buddhism.
That's the difference between irony and sarcasm. Irony can be spontaneous, while sarcasm requires volition. You have to create sarcasm.
Lonliness evaporated off of them like the steam off dry ice, and by morning it was just a cloud on the ceiling of the room, then gone with the light.
Ooo ahe-e, I aya oa a," she said in yawnspeak, a language - not unlike Hawaiian - known for its paucity of consonants.
Most of us don't live our lives with one, integrated self that meets the world, we're a whole bunch of selves.
Inside, I was like: "Ha, suck my spiky rubber strap-on, vampyre hunter!
Which is why you chose to wear that delightful ensemble from the skank-wear collection at Hoes-n-Thangs?" -Tommy
I fink I gots deaf on me willie.
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