Canada is a myth people made up to entertain children, like the Tooth Fairy. There’s no such place. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Marry for love, stay married, and raise happy children who are quick to laugh and slow to judge. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
And I'll have you know that if you hurt my son again, if he so much as sighs sadly over his coffee,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Advice, then, young yeoman: When referring to the king's middle daughter, state that she is fair, speculate that she is pious, but… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
As a teacher of fourth-graders in a public school, where corporal punishement was not allowed, she had years of violence stored up… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
The angel has confided in me that he is going to ask the Lord if he can become Spider-Man. [...] The children… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“My children are monsters, Kiro thought. And I am responsible. Perhaps if I had read them the haikus of Basho when they… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
So I am death" Charlie said then turned to his daughter while buttering his toast. "This is death toast sweety. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Shylock repointed his twitching, accusatory digit at his daughter. “You do not say such things in my house. You—you—you—you—” “Run along, love,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Love them all," said Renoir. "That is the secret, young man. Love them all." The painter let go of his arm and shrugged. "Then,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Canada is a myth people made up to entertain children, like the Tooth Fairy. There’s no such place. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I hope you are not here to ask me to do my bawdy business- the monkey has a nosebleed and the circus, sir, is… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“The night was crisp and the stars shone with a cold blue light like loneliness or infinity.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Abby Von Normal - And I'm like, "Don't change the subject, Kung Pao, what I want to know is if you're ready to spend… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“You can't just go around blurting out the truth like a prophet with Tourette's syndrome.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“…turning your ankle hurts like hell, even if you're a superhero.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image