“Actually, there is a piece of advice I have for you.” He pointed at the platter. “Get rid of it. It smells like absolute arse in here.”
Source: The Butcher of Allasar
“And surely, whatever, in this its course of change, poetry may have lost in quality, is more than made up for by what it has gained in quantity. For in the first place it is far pleasanter to the tastes of a scientific generation, to understand how to make bad poetry than to wonder at good; and secondly, as the end of poetry is pleasure, that we should make it each for ourselves is the very utmost that we can desire, since it is a fact in which we all agree, that no man's verses please him so much as his own.”
Source: Every Man His Own Poet: Or The Inspired Singer's Recipe Book
“Poetry as practised by the latest masters, is the art of expressing what is too foolish, too profane, or too indecent to be expressed in any other way.”
Source: Every Man His Own Poet Or, The Inspired Singer's Recipe Book
“Given a choice,' says Greenglass, 'I'd prefer to die thin.' 'Why? So it'll be easier on your pallbearers? … They got great rice pudding here.”
Source: St. Farb's day
“Happiness" describes moments, and it's never permanent.”
Source: Goodnight Punpun Omnibus, Vol. 1
“Thank you, sir,” I said. “I hope a whole family of starving scorpions nests in your fat ass,” I thought.”
Source: Visible Amazement
“Why do you fink the Flossy Mistress always used ter tell me, ‘Get out of here, kobold, lickety-spit!’?”
Source: Willow Moss & the Vanished Kingdom
“Must you fall asleep when I am speaking?'
'No,' Churchill replies, 'it is purely voluntary.”
“Kaz leaned back."What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet ?"
"Knife to the throat ? " asked Inej
"Gun to the back ?" said Jesper
"Poison in his cup ?" suggested Nina
"You're all horrible " said Matthias”
Source: Six of Crows
“They are given a lot of alcohol, suspiciously more than they have a right to, and it tastes good. First, it warms you and gives you beautiful eyes, and then it makes everyone else's eyes beautiful, too. Everything hard becomes soft, and all that is yours becomes theirs. If you give someone your hand, there is someone to take it. And if you say something, there is someone who will listen as if it were worth listening to. You get closer to each other, and it feels good to get closer. Your lips become beautiful, and your mouth becomes gentle and friendly. Everything is warm and all shadows disappear. Sorrow itself takes on the form of happiness.”
Source: A Moth to a Flame