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Are you absolutely sure you want to do this? Seems like maybe it would make more sense to call in a SWAT team or Special Forces." "That won't work, isn't Special Forces where everyone gets a hug?" Charlie called. "That's the Special Olympics," Rivera said over his shoulder." --
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They are between. Not what they used to be, and not what they have become. In those times, they are nothing. And I am invisible, and I am nothing too. That is the true demimonde, Lucien, and the secret is, it is not always desperate and dark. Sometimes it is just nothing. No burden of potential or regret. There are worse things than being nothing, my friend.
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Abencoados sejam os submissos, pois a eles diremos "Lindos meninos"."
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The measure of a man's power is the depth of his mercy.
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Christopher Moore |
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One day I was telling him that I thought that cars had replaced guns as phallic symbols for American men, and I thought it was interesting that he had one that was so small and fast. The next day he gave me the Datsun and went out and bought a Lincoln.
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datsun
phallic
guns
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Christopher Moore |
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Okay, you make eating hos sound pretty. talk poetry to me, writer boy.*
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Christopher Moore |
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No. Trust me, you have to leave me now so you won't later. I'll see you again.
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So I'm like getting some perspective now - like when you're a kid and you think it sucks that you have to eat hydrogenated peanut butter on your PBJ, and then you see one of those starving commercials kids with flies in their eyes, who don't even have a sandwich - and you're all, 'Well, that sucks.
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Dovevi comportati bene con il prossimo, anche con i leccapiedi. E se: a) Credevi che Gesu fosse il Figlio di Dio b) Credevi che fosse venuto a salvarti dal peccato c) Riconoscevi la presenza dello Spirito Santo dentro di te (tornavi bambino, diceva lui) d) Non bestemmiavi contro il suddetto Spirito (vedi c) Allora: e) Avresti vissuto in eterno f) In un posto fichissimo g) Probabilmente in paradiso Se invece h) Peccavi (e/o) i) Ti comportav..
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Christopher Moore |
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I like big butts," Renoir explained to Toulouse-Lautrec."
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Christopher Moore |
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Earth was totally unprepared for an enemy made of meat.
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Christopher Moore |
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These dogs are not fighting." "Yes they are. Like the paintings we saw in the Louvre," said Lucien. "Gecko-Roman wrestling Father called it." "Ah, of course," said Pissarro, as if it had become clear. "Yes, Gecko-Roman dog wrestling. Superb! I presume you haven't shown your wrestling dogs to Madame Lessard, then."
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Christopher Moore |
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9b4b575
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What do you want?
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humorous-quotations
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Christopher Moore |
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Rivera rubbed his temples. "Satan told you to do it?" he said wearily. "No." "Elvis?" "I told you, it's supernatural."
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elvis
supernatural
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Christopher Moore |
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23c8e1e
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couldn't be more Scottish if it was painted blue and smelled of burning peat and your ginger sister.
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Christopher Moore |
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Joshua grinned: "I think we'll both do better than my cousin John and his 'hold them underwater until they agree with you' sermon."
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Christopher Moore |
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2b5c053
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He was a LEPER, you idiot! Not a leopard.
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Christopher Moore |
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Son, I'ma tell you something ain't nobody else in the world can tell you: you got no soul. And I'ma tell your future, too: you ain't never gonna get a soul, you keep makin' people's shit small." Evan's eyes started to roll back in his head and the big man shook him like dust mop until he came back to the room. "You ain't shit, Evan, and you ain't never gonna be shit until you show some passion for something. Y'all got to love something. Y'a..
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He started skipping, but then caught himself and returned to deliberately pacing out his steps with his sheathed sword. People might ignore a tiny Japanese man in an orange porkpie hat and socks, with a sword, but if you went around expressing unrestrained joy, they would have you in a straightjacket before you could belt out a verse of "Zippity Do-Dah."
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Christopher Moore |
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About to be hanged is my status quo, not a condition that requires your repair.
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Christopher Moore |
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While Alpha Males are often gifted with superior physical attributes--size, strength, speed, good looks--selected by evolution over the eons by the strongest surviving and, essentially, getting all the girls, the Beta Male gene has survived not by meeting and overcoming adversity, but by anticipating and avoiding it. That is, when the Alpha Males were out charging after mastodons, the Beta Males could imagine in advance that attacking what ..
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My children are monsters, Kiro thought. And I am responsible. Perhaps if I had read them the haikus of Basho when they were little instead of that American manifesto of high-pressure sales, Green Eggs and Ham...
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basho
green-eggs-and-ham
christopher-moore
haiku
capitalism
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Y'all got to love something. Y'all got to hate something. Y'all got to want something. Pissing on other people's passion 'cause you trying to be cool just make you a coward--a
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Christopher Moore |
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Action based on hope just felt better than the paralysis of certainty.
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Christopher Moore |
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You can't just go around blurting out the truth like a prophet with Tourette's syndrome.
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Christopher Moore |
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The woman raised her voice. "I said, what are you doing?" Tommy kept typing and looked up. "Pardon me, I was ignoring you. What did you say?" "What are you doing?" She repeated. "It's a note. Let me read it for you. 'Couldn't anyone else see that they were all slaves of Satan? I had to cleanse the world of their evil. I am the hand of God. Why else would security have let me into the building with an assault rifle in my suitcase? I am a div..
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Christopher Moore |
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Nobody likes a dead whore.
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Christopher Moore |
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To be safe is to be afraid.
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Abby to Tommy and Jody who are hugging] So I'm like, "Cold-faced killers on the clock, bitches, we don't have time for your bonery right now." --The Chronicles of Abby Normal"
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She glanced over her shoulder to look at the forty-foot cabin cruiser where Captain Tarwater posed on the bow looking like an advertisement for a particularly rigid laundry detergent - Bumstick Go-Be-Bright, perhaps
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fluke
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Christopher Moore |
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You love your wars for the coffers, but for the warrior and the widow, the orphan and the owned, you've not two dry fucks to give.
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Mankind, I suppose, is designed to run on--to be motivated by--temptation. If progress is a virtue then this is our greatest gift. (For what is curiosity if not intellectual temptation? And what progress is there without curiosity?)
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There's no such thing as a conservative hero.
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Christopher Moore |
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The next day the weather was blown out, with whitecaps frosting the entire channel across to Lanai and the coconut palms whipping overhead like epileptic dust mops.
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fluke
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Christopher Moore |
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Getting a rise out of him was like trying to give a handjob to a parking meter: you were going to end up frustrated and exhausted long before a cop came along to haul you away.
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Christopher Moore |
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there's a shitload of insufferable know-it-all hipsters who will work for next to nothing for the privilege of condescending to customers about their musical knowledge.
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She had the kind of legs that kept her butt from resting on her shoes--a size-eight dame in a size-six dress and every mug in the joint was rooting for the two sizes to make a break for it as they watched her wiggle in the door and shimmy onto a barstool with her back to the door.
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Christopher Moore |
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We were seekers. You are that which is sought, Joshua. You are the source. The end is divinity, in the beginning is the word. You are the word.
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jesus
religion
the-word
seeking
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Losers can only flourish until a dominant species appears
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Christopher Moore |
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At "tooth fairy," Sophie popped her head out the door. "I will smack that bitch up and take her bag of quarters! I will not be fucked with!"
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Christopher Moore |
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Multiple Personality Barbie. She's elegant, she's fashionable, and she's the reason that Ken has no genitals! Have fun, but remember to hide the sharp stuff!
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Christopher Moore |
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In business, as in politics, the public is ever so tolerant of those who slime.
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politics
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Christopher Moore |
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Blessed are the minimarshmallows," the angel said, swooning a little."
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Christopher Moore |
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You whoreson scalawag!" said I. "You flesh-turd dropped stinking from the poxy arsehole of a hare-lipped harlot!"
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Christopher Moore |