Margaret Haddix Quotes

Be on guard against your friends.

I love winding up Geoffrey Boycott.

I have a sense of humor, and sometimes it gets me into trouble.

Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you?" "Fly at me again. I rather liked it," said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight.

Oh no, Nick" Jaime said in tones of supremely unconvincing shock, "how could you? When my back was turned for one momement. And my food was so delicious.

We give each other a hard time, but no pranks.

Eat as much as you like - just don't swallow it.

Laugh at your friends, and if your friends are sore; So much the better, you may laugh the more.

Exercise caution, as I have advised many people.

I have friends who are so sarcastic but I never view it as mean.

When the fox preacheth then beware your geese.

My group of friends, we sort of go at each other pretty hard sometimes. And it's half performance, half truth that you can say cutting things to your friends that might be a little true, but as long as you package it in a joke, it becomes a little more palatable.

If we became buddies, obviously I'd start throwing some cracks at Him.

That's the whole thing: You only roast the ones you love. That's why I never make fun of the French.

I know I make a lot of jokes about Mike Jones, but I don't even have no hatred for him.

You often take the mick out of the people you like best.

Me and fellow scouser Toni Duggan are a double act. We are always pre-planning some sort of practical joke.

Oh, obviously,” Reyna said. “Without you, I doubt Percy could find his way out of a paper bag.” “True,” Annabeth agreed.

I'm always making fun of myself and my friends.

Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun.” Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.

Can the sarcasm,' he said. 'Please, I always use fresh sarcasm, never canned.

One day I'll work out what it is you are saying, my lad, and then you'll be in trouble.

You know,' I whispered, 'some girls might think it's creepy having a boy watch them sleep.' He smirked and pointed to himself. 'Spy.' 'Oh.' I nodded. 'Right. So you're a trained Peeping Tom.' 'Product of the best peeping academies in the country.' 'Well, now I feel much better.' 'You should.

I suppose he could have changed," Neal said dryly. "I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil." The other pages snorted. Kel eyed her friend. "You do look yellow around the edges," she told him, her face quite serious. "I hadn’t wanted to bring it up." "We daffodils like to have things brought up," Neal said, slinging an arm around her shoulders. "It reminds us of spring.

Oh, he is cute!” Shane said in a fake girly voice. “Gee, maybe we can ask him out!” “Shut up, you weasel. Claire, hit him!