“Soon a whole guild of low-priced shrine keepers around Europe named their own pope - Boldface the Relatively Shameless, Discount Pope of… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
I can't write a book like 'Lamb' or 'Fool' every year. It just takes too much research and craft. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Perhaps there is a reason that there is no fool piece on the chessboard. What action, a fool? What strategy, a fool?… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Next out of the hall came the sisters and their husbands. Before I could say anything, the captain had clamped his hand… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Not yet!" said she [Goneril], trying to roll me over and get back to smacking my bum. She honked my codpiece. You… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I'm beginning to wonder," said Kent, sitting down now on an overturned wooden tub. "Who do I serve? Why am I here?"… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“A hundred brilliant witticisms died suffocating on the captain's heavy glove. Thus muted, I pumped my codpiece at the duke and tried… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“[...] Y'know, the Duchess Regan is living here at the tower now? I took your advice about not talking about her boffnacity… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Like looking down on a lubricious chess set, isn't it? The king moves in tiny steps, with no direction, like a drunkard… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Ydych chi'n cymryd cerdynnau credid?" said the highwayman, no doubt trying to frighten me further, his consonants chained like anal beads strung… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I'll not have an exchange with an impudent fool." [Oswald] He's not impudent," said Jones [the puppet]. "With proper inspiration, the lad… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Love? Sodding, bloody, tossing, bloody, sodding, bloody love? Irrelevant, superfluous, bloody, ruddy, rotten, sodding love? What ho? Wherefore? What the f*ck? Love?” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Diogenes carried a bowl with him for years, but one day saw a man drinking from his cupped palm and declared, ‘I… — 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
