Oh, we are but soft and squishy bags of mortality rolling in a bin of sharp circumstance, leaking life until we collapse,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Mr. Asher, you can resist who you are for only so long. Finally, you just decide to go with fate.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Do we look like thrill-seekers? Wasn't it enough that we had to put up that sign reading NO HABLA ESPANOL and acknowledge… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
I am convinced by the events of the last few weeks that nefarious forces of people--unidentified but no less real--are threatening life… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
As an author, you spend a lot of time by yourself in a room making clicky noises. It gets pretty insulated. You… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“In the East they taught us that all suffering comes from desire, and that rough beast would stalk me through my life,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Life is loneliness, broken only by the gods taunting us with friendship and the odd bonk — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Life is messy. Would that every puzzle piece fell into place, every word was kind, every accident happy, but such is not… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
One day the good times had to keep on rolling, and all of life's horseshit would turn to circuses. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Life is messy. Would that every puzzle piece fell into place, every word was kind, every accident happy, but such is not… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
You know, a vampire book is not a book to be the vehicle for big themes and stuff, where sometimes when you're… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
All of the trickster, rascal characters that I write have the voice I aspire to. In real life, you can't be that… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Ten salespeople, all young, all dressed in generic cotton casual, looked up from their conversations, spotted the money in her hand, and… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
As far as visual artists, I find inspiration in Henri Rousseau, who painted amazing, dream-like junglescapes without ever leaving France, and who… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
One of them hissed-not the hiss of a cat, a long, steady tone-more like the hiss of air escaping the rubber raft… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“The Greeks believe the Fates are three sisters: one is Order, who spins out the linear thread of a life from the… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Most of us don't live our lives with one, integrated self that meets the world, we're a whole bunch of selves. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
No one knows why, but second only to eating the brains of the living, the dead love affordable prefab furniture. — 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
