To a great extent, I still write for myself, write what amuses me. Fortunately, I have a quirky sort of strange sense of humor that appeals to other people and that's good. I still sort of write for myself though… — 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 infraction gives the impression that it is acceptable to be inappropriately attired. The next day it might be badly polished shoes, then uncouth language, showing off and impoliteness. Before one knows it, the rot of disharmony… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share
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
