comical

Knowledge may be power, but half of what I know I wish I could forget.

Girls are always complaining that they can never meet a nice guy. Nice guys are everywhere. The problem isn__ that there aren't any nice guys, the problem is that all of the nice guys are ugly.

Next to God, Family is the best thing.

Oh. Sure. It makes perfect sense. Zane is a wolf because his father is an eagle.

When a bookworm finally decides to leave the house, perhaps to explore some literary destination in one of her novels, she will be surprised to know that there is a volatile, often antagonistic force in the real world known as the weather.

The doctor asked me recently how I was feeling within myself, I replied, __bsolutely fine doctor, but I__ terribly lonely without myself.

We made it back to the airport without getting mugged, stoned, shot at, pounced on, bombed, shelled, garroted, gassed, pitched into, caught in a cross fire, sniped at, blockaded, napalmed, or trip-wired. No one even hit us with a water balloon.

All I wanted for Christmas was a New Years Eve party that I would never forget. Too bad I got too drunk to remember it.

What goes up must come down. Which is why we invented Viagra, to make it stay up a little longer.

One should never give up on hope. Unless that's the name of the girl who cheated on you in which case, yeah, give her up.

-"He loved her...It was noble of him. It was beautiful."-"It was stupid.

Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?' Minho asked..."Go ahead," Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. 'Be careful,' he said dryly. 'Don't die.'Thomas would have laughed if he could, but he was too scared for it to come out.'Great. We're all bloody inspired,' Newt answered.

Thomas was sick of being accused of knowing things.

You dare quarrel with me Doerwyne?She wrinkled her nose. "It's not quarreling to express an opinion'""Women don't have opinions.""Then I must be a man, because I have plenty.

This book had two authors, and they were both the same person.

Foxbrush sneezed again.He couldn't help himself. It's not something a fellow likes to do when a stunningly beautiful woman is leaning toward him with an expression on her face like Nidawi's wore. But sneezes are not prey to the wants or wishes of those inflicted with them. He sneezed so violently that he nearly knocked his forehead against Nidawi's exquisite little chin. She leapt back lightly, frowning at first, then shaking the frown into a rain of laughter.

Swearing, d__ngelo entered the elevator. Fortunately, that was also still in order. When he got to the bridge, everything looked pretty ordinary _ except for the third body of the day, which was lying spread-eagled on the deck with an almost comical look of surprise on his face. Jang was dead, although d__ngelo couldn__ see the cause, but then, he was no doctor. He sighed dismally. Now he hadn__ a navigator either. Or a crew for that matter.

Who in the universe halts when the enemy tells them to?