My 30th Birthday Funny Quotes

#1. For Arthur Munroe was dead. And on what remained of his chewed and gouged head there was no longer a face.

H.P. Lovecraft

#2. Because there is nothing I wouldn't do to protect you, Eleanor. Nothing I wouldn't do to help you. And nothing I wouldn't do to save you. Nothing.

Tiffany Reisz

#3. Has everyone gone mad?"
"Everyone was mad already, my lady," Cadrach said with a strange, sorrowful smile. "It is merely that the times have brought it out in them.

Tad Williams

#4. Sneaking out at night. You think you're so clever, but you're not. Either you're a saboteur, Johannes, or you've got a mistress.
The Reverend's wife, Grete
The Informer

Steen Langstrup

#5. I have a weakness for watches. I have to stop myself buying more.

Tom Jones

#6. Experiment is folly when experience shows the way.

Roger Babson

#7. Repentance is a softening of ones heart and a realigning of ones affections.

Gary Rohrmayer

#8. Mentally filed the thought under horrifically inappropriate given the circumstances.

James S.A. Corey

#9. Love can make a summer fly, or a night seem like a lifetime.

Andrew Lloyd Webber

#10. In all honesty, at that time, I never saw myself as an author ... I was just a Mom in a state of panic, trying to enter a short story contest to win the prize money in order to keep the lights on in my home.

Leslie Banks

#11. I love the practicality of a good car. You know what I mean? And when I say 'practicality,' I mean the complete practicality of a Ferrari 458, a wonderfully fantastic every day car.

Hunter Hayes

#12. It appears necessary to go back to first principles in search of the most simple truths, and to dispute with some prevailing prejudice every inch of ground.

Mary Wollstonecraft

#13. Great poetry must be admired, because it is great and because it is poetry, and so we admire it.

Witold Gombrowicz

#14. Everybody says how hard comedy is, but, when it comes time to honor things, whether it's on a weekly critical basis or whether it's award time, at that time of the year, comedy is the poor, dumb child of dramatic work.

Ivan Reitman

#15. On the steps leading to a door
was a scrub brush that was blue.
I snatched it quick and ran for home
because it was just the thing to chew.

Melinda K. Trotter