“Rotten luck,” said Falstaff as I walked past. “There were the remains of a fine woman about Havisham.” — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
Palindrome as well. My sister's name is Hannah. Father liked word games. He was fourteen times World Scrabble Champion. When he died, we buried… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
Ill-fitting grammar are like ill-fitting shoes. You can get used to it for a bit, but then one day your toes fall off and… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“Our own dimension was coded ID-11 and was the only League member with diphtheria, David Hasselhoff and the French, which amused the rest of… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
Don't ever call me mad, Mycroft. I'm not mad. I'm just ... well, differently moraled, that's all. — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“They had just digested a recent meal of prepositions and were happily farting out apostrophes and ampersands; the air was heav'y with th'em&.” — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
After all, reading is arguably a far more creative and imaginative process than writing; when the reader creates emotion in their head, or the… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“Sometimes your destiny takes you to dark places where you'd rather not be, but destiny, as they say, is destiny.” — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“Whoever controls the supply of metaphor controls fiction! . . . Metaphor should be controlled. A glut on the market would make fiction overtly… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
“A sloppy half-Windsor is the first symptom of serial indolence' she replied in the patronizing voice that Yellows reserved for Rule-breakers, 'and ignoring the… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
The universe always moves from an ordered state to a disordered one; that a glass may fall to the ground and shatter yet you… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
