I know it’s not the right thing to say to a lady, miss, but you are sweating like a pig!""My mother always said that horses sweat, men perspire, and ladies merely glow…""Is that so? Well, miss, you are glowing like a pig!

The dwarfs can turn lead into gold...It reached the pointy ears of the dwarfs.-Can we?-Damned if I know. I can't.-Yeah, but if you could, you wouldn't say. I wouldn't say, if I could.-Can you?-No!-Ah-ha!

He looked up at them, a scruffy Napoleon with his laces trailing, exiled to a rose-trellised Elba.

Sometime later the islanders on a little rimward atoll were amazed to find, washed into their little local lagoon, the wave-rocked corpse of a hideous sea monster, all beaks, eyes and tentacles. They were further astonished at its size, since it was rather larger than their village. But their surprise was tiny compared to the huge, stricken expression on the face of the dead monster, which appeared to be have been trampled to death.

If you were going to be successful in the world of crime, you needed a reputation for honesty.

He was certain he was anorectic, because every time he looked in a mirror he saw a fat man. It was the Archchancellor, standing behind him and shouting at him.

Whoever had created humanity had left in a major design flaw.It was its tendency to bend at the knees.

All right, maybe three cups. But it had bits of apple floating in it. Nothing serious has bits of apple floating in it.

Trzeba urodzić się błaznem, by zostać królem. "Trzy wiedźmy