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“Idiots are of two kinds: those who try to be smart and those who think they are smart.”
― Raheel Farooq

“You’ll finally realize the importance of the spark of that diamond once you lost it.”
― RSCruz

“I tried to bunked classes, I skipped lectures, I cheated in exams, I lied to my teachers and some stuff were taken for granted when I was a student before. I am not proud about it. Of course, I learned from that experience. I learned that everyone has a chance to change. It doesn't mean that if I am dumbass before and you call me the same thing now. Because now, I work hard, play the game well and strive for excellence. This is me now, a guy with a strong grit in my heart.”
― Nathaniel E. Quimada

“So, was the crime lab a reward for almost being killed?'
'No, it was a reward for not being Bryce,”
― Beverly Connor, Scattered Graves

“You’ll finally realize the importance of the spark of that diamond when you lost it.”
― RSCruz

“You really are a dumbass.”
― Stjepan Šejić, Sunstone, Vol. 5

“The cosmos stands amazed at just how dumb Planet Dumb is. With an uncanny talent for error, humanity has at every crossroads taken the wrong path. Humanity is the species guaranteed to choose wrongly. What else would you expect in a Dunning-Kruger world? Ignorance reigns supreme. Everyone is part of the Dumbageddon Conspiracy.”
― Ranty McRanterson, Full Retard: The Dumbest Just Got Dumber

“I like making films!”
― Greta Gerwig

“I'm good at playing the dumbass. It provides a good cover so I can surprise people when I waltz all over them.”
― Clarissa Wild, Killer

“Anyone who discounts you is a dumbass," I muttered as the golf cart jerked forward.

"And are you a dumbass?" the Pigeon inquired as she peeked under the tarp.

"Absolutely not...I'm a smartass.”
― Robyn Peterman, Some Were In Time

“Taking a deep breath, Sailor decided to lay himself at her feet. "I was imagining the future and thinking of how if everything went according to plan, I'd have a very successful business with a high turnover."

He made sure his hands were locked behind Ísa's back--just in case she decided to leave him in her dust a fourth time. "And since I'd be rich, I'd be able to buy houses and other nice things for my family."

Ísa frowned. "I don't think your family expects that."

"They don't exactly need my largess either," Sailor muttered. "But in my future fantasy, I'm buying everyone fancy cars and houses. Go with it."

Ísa's lips twitched. "Okay, big spender. What else is fantasy Sailor doing?"

"He's building a ginormous mansion. Swimming pool, tennis court, the works."

"Is he hiring a buff personal masseuse named Sven?"

"Hell no." He glared at her. "The masseuse is a fifty-year-old forner bodybuilder named Helga. Now, can I carry on?"

Pretending to zip up her lips and throw away the key, Ísa made a "go on" motion.

"Future Sailor is also creating a huge walk-in closet for you and filling it with designer shoes and clothes. He's giving you everything your heart desires."

A flicker of darkness in Ísa's gaze, but she didn't interrupt... though her hands went still on his shoulders.

"And there's a tricked-out nursery too," he added. "Plus a private playground for our rug rats."

Throat moving, Ísa said, "How many?" It was a husky question.

"Seven, I think."

"Very funny, mister."

"I'm not done." Sailor was the one who swallowed this time. "And in this fantasy house, future Sailor walks in late for dinner again because of a board meeting, and he has a gorgeous, sexy, brilliant wife and adorable children. But his redhead doesn't look at him the same anymore. And it doesn't matter how many shoes he buys her or how many necklaces he gives her, she's never again going to look at him the way she did before he stomped on her heart.

Ísa's lower lip began to quiver, but she didn't speak.

"I'm so sorry, baby." Sailor cupped her face, made sure she saw the sheer terror he felt at the thought of losing her. "I've been so tied to this idea of becoming a grand success that I forgot what it was all about in the first place--being there for the people I love. Sticking through the good and the bad. Never abandoning them."

Silent tears rolled own Ísa's face.

"But that great plan of mine?" he said, determined not to give himself any easy outs. "It'd have mean abandoning everyone. How can I be there for anyone when all I do is work? When I shove aside all other commitments? When the people I love hesitate to ask for my time because I'm too tired and too busy?"

Using his thumbs, he rubbed away her tears. More splashed onto the backs of his hands, her hurt as hot as acid. "Spitfire, please," he begged, breaking. "I'll let you punch me as many times as you want if you stop crying. With a big red glove. And you can post photos online."

Ísa pressed her lips together, blinked rapidly several times. And pretended to punch him with one fist, the touch a butterfly kiss.

Catching her hand, he pressed his lips to it. "That's more like my Ísa." He wrapped his arms around her again. And then he told her the most important thing. "I realized that I could become a multimillionaire, but it would mean nothing if my redhead didn't look at me the way she does now, if she expected to have to take care of everything alone like she's always done--because her man was a selfish bastard who was never there."

Ísa rubbed her nose against his. "You're being very hard on future Sailor," she whispered, her voice gone throaty.

"That dumbass deserves it," Sailor growled. "He was going to put his desire to be a big man above his amazing, smart, loving redhead.”
― Nalini Singh, Cherish Hard

“I'm not the one encouraging werewolves to go out at the full moon and attack people on the dance floor," Magnus said.

"But perhaps we can settle which of us is tte dumbass at a better time when there aren't lives at stake.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles

“I'll be Bach, but I won't be Beethoven.

--The Symphonator”
― douglas laurent

“I am not responsible for your wanton level of self-imposed intelligence.

—Kari, the Valkyrie. Garden of the Dragons +”
― douglas laurent

“Orange is a cute color”
― some dumbass i guess