Nobody's perfect. Well, there was this one guy, but we killed him.... — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
What is your name?" asked Lear. Caius," said Kent. And whence do you hail?" From Bonking, sire." Well, yes, lad, as do… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Theophilus Crowe's mobile phone played eight bars of "Tangled Up in Blue" in an irritating electronic voice that sounded like a choir… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Everyone is happier if they have someone else to look down on, as well as someone to look up to, especially if… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Tommy had felt alone in a crowd before, even inferior to everyone in a crowd, but now he felt, well, different. It… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Well they're pissed off and they're hungry. I was kind of busy trying not to get my brains eaten. They seemed pretty… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
I wanted a trumpet concerto that reflected Native American music because, well, there aren't any. I looked around for one but couldn't… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
You want me and I want you. right?" Who did she think she was? You can't just go around blurting out the… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
It was watching Madeline Alby eat cheese with every ounce of her being, like it was the first and best time, that… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
Abby: I could be a slave to your darkest desires. I can do things. Anything you want. Tommy: Well, that's terrific, because… — 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
