“it wasn't so much like the hands of time had stood still here, more like they'd been thrown in the air in… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“In another Christmas story, Dale Pearson, evil developer, self-absorbed woman hater, and seemingly unredeemable curmudgeon, might be visited in the night by… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
When you go on book tour, you're always talking about yourself and your book from the time you get up in the… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“How would I feel if I woke up and she told me that we had done it while I slept? I’d be… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
It's hard for me, a Jew, to stay in the moment. Without the past, where is the guilt? And without the future,… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I will not die for a long time." Joseph tugged at his gray beard. "My beard goes white, but there's a lot… — 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
“Charlie noted that more and more lately, he had a hard time resisting the urge to fuck with people, especially when they… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Enchantment and seduction were fine means of persuasion, but when time is short, an awkward but quick concussion could better serve a… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“On the radio, turned low, Reba sang of hard times with the full authority of a cross-eyed redheaded millionaire.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I'm painting moments. Unrepeatable, singular moments of light.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“(at eighteen months, Sophie moved like a small drunk most of the time.)” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
It's Christmas! Ah, Christmas, the time when all good people go about not decapitating each other. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“They are between. Not what they used to be, and not what they have become. In those times, they are nothing. And… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“But Nestlé’s Crunch is a fine choice,” said Sam, trying to buy time, and keep the guy from going off on him.… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“Joshua and I tried to engage Joy in conversation several times during the journey to Kabul, but she was cranky and abrupt… — 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
“Joshua's ministry was three years of preaching, sometimes three times a day, and although there were some high and low points, I… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“You know, he doesn't have to be the only one bopped in the noggin when noggin-boppin' time rolls around.” — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“I am not inclined to use hip-hop vernacular often, but there are times when, like French, it just better expresses the sentiment… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
All fear comes from trying to see the future, Biff. If you know what is coming, you aren't afraid. — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Mr. Fresh looked up. "The book says if we don't do our jobs everything could go dark, become like the Underworld. I… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“And I was all, "Don't be gross, you crustacious fuck. You pull that thing out and I'll pepper-spray you until you fry."… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“there comes a point where you’ll find something out, where you’ll see something, or where something will suddenly come together, and you’ll… — 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
