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e865377 Fate was cruel, but it was fate. Edward Rutherfurd
af204e5 And suddenly it came to him. That Strawberry Fields garden he'd come from, and the Freedom Tower he'd been thinking of: taken together, didn't they contain the two words that said it all about this city, the two words that really mattered? It seemed to him that they did. Two words: the one an invitation, the other an ideal, an adventure, a necessity. "Imagine" said the garden. "Freedom" said the tower. Imagine freedom. That was the spirit, .. freedom imagination imagine inspirational new-york-city Edward Rutherfurd
414c7d4 It was the kind of kiss that he wanted to wake up to and keep refreshing periodically until he got one long last one, salty with tears, in his casket. Christopher Moore
dcddf7f Everything is a story. What is there but stories? Stories are the only truth. Christopher Moore
eb30b00 One day the good times had to keep on rolling, and all of life's horseshit would turn to circuses. Christopher Moore
7c78f51 She was meaning and order and light, and now that she's gone, chaos falls like a dark leaden cloud. Christopher Moore
ee4fc34 You're the one with almost an MBA," Barry, the short balding one, said to Lash. "You should know what to do." "They don't cover what to do with a dead hooker," Lash countered. "That's a whole different program. Political science, I think." christopher moore
0b2f305 She have to go pick up prescription, so I watch Sophie for short time. And tiny bears are happy when I go in bathroom." "Hamsters, Mrs. Korjev, not bears." .... "I've got her now," Charlie said. "One of you stay with her while I get rid of the H-A-M-S-T-E-R-S." "He mean the tiny bears." christopher-moore hamsters tiny-bears Christopher Moore
526ab67 Not yet!" said she [Goneril], trying to roll me over and get back to smacking my bum. She honked my codpiece. You honked my codpiece." Aye, give it up, fool." [...]" fool Christopher Moore
bc04482 My skin cleared up! I don't have a single zit." -Tommy Ding, ding, ding," Jody onomatopeed, signaling that Tommy had hit on the correct answer." you-suck Christopher Moore
cc73030 Jealousy makes you feel bad, but God is jealous, so it must be good. Yet when a dog licks its balls it seems to enjoy it, but it must be bad under the law. Christopher Moore
d6ec746 Tommy, I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone before. If you repeat it, I'll deny I said it. Five years ago I saw a white owl with a seventy-foot wingspan swoop out of the sky and pluck a demon off a hillside and take off into the sky." "I heard that cops get the best drugs," Tommy said." tommy Christopher Moore
bc9bff6 Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism. wit witty Christopher Moore
006f7be Yeah, and don't think it's easy finding Ray-Bans in a fruit-bat medium. Christopher Moore
9d31e55 Holy ripened fuckcheese! Christopher Moore
8722beb You know, he doesn't have to be the only one bopped in the noggin when noggin-boppin' time rolls around. warning Christopher Moore
2d88340 When your best friend is the son of God, you get tired of losing every argument. Christopher Moore
69ce1e9 She was twentysix and pretty in a way that made men want to tuck her into flannel sheets and kiss her on the forehead before leaving the room; cute but not beautiful. Christopher Moore
765a4b3 Henri was giggling now, barely able to contain himself. "So I'm to shovel coal into my shoes hoping no one notices, while smoke and steam - what of the vapor?" "There's little more smoke than a cigar, and the steam would be barely visible by gas lamp. It vents out the back of your trousers, under the tail of your coat." "Marvelous!" said Henri. "I use a similar port for my own vapors. I want to try them, immediately." Christopher Moore
4db22fc In fact, amid all the musical laments over not having a heart, a brain, or the nerve, did anyone notice that they didn't have a penis among them? I think it would have shown on the Lion and the Tin Man, and when the Scarecrow has his pants destuffed, you don't see a flying monkey waving an errant straw Johnson around anywhere, do I think I know what song I'd be singing: Oh, I would while away the hours, Wanking in the flowers, my heart all .. Christopher Moore
6cfec88 The Colorman slid off the morgue slab to the cold floor. Bullets pooped from his wounds and plopped on the stone as he limped naked around the room looking for something to wear. All the dead were either naked, too ripe, or too tall for him to use their clothes, so he settled on a white mortician's coat that trailed out behind him as he went. The morgue attendant pretended not to see him as he passed, figuring that a spontaneous reanimation.. Christopher Moore
008a2cf She could hear wisps of fog brushing against the buildings like wet velvet. Christopher Moore
2aa7e0d You first," Tommy said. They stood in the great room of their loft on either side of the futon, where the huge cat, a crossbreed between a Persian, a dust mop, and possibly a water buffalo, was actively shedding." -- you-suck Christopher Moore
d040aa6 It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God's death. sorrow Christopher Moore
14e2cc2 Nothing fucks up a religion like an intervention from a real God. intervention religion truth Christopher Moore
021f3fc When he was reading he could fly away into the wildest skies of imagination, untethered to the reality that his soul was trapped in a wretched creature cobbled together from meat and bone, like us all. Christopher Moore
a2d1f20 A wall is a defense of a country that values inaction. But a wall imprisons the people of a country as much as it protects them. That's why Balthasar had us go this way. He wanted me to see the error in the Tao. One can't be free without action. tao Christopher Moore
292a0c2 On the radio, turned low, Reba sang of hard times with the full authority of a cross-eyed redheaded millionaire. reba Christopher Moore
3c7400f Perhaps there is a reason that there is no fool piece on the chessboard. What action, a fool? What strategy, a fool? What use, a fool? Ah, but a fool resides in a deck of cards, a joker, sometimes two. Of no worth, of course. No real purpose. The appearance of a trump, but none of the power: Simply an instrument of chance. Only a dealer may give value to the joker. Christopher Moore
5685129 Acknowledgments] I recommend them all for further reading, but when you're finished, you may have to read several of my books and watch a lot of TV just to get stupid enough to function in the modern world again. fluke Christopher Moore
7a14189 LOST 2 Irish Hellhounds. Very black, like bear. Huge, like bear. Answer to Alvin and Mohammed. Like to eat everything. Like bear! REWARD! Christopher Moore
909f4c9 That's it, said Cavuto. You're too much of a nerd to be gay. I'm contacting the committee. They'll revoke your rainbow flag and you will not be permitted anywhere near the parade. Christopher Moore
a84b370 The truth is, anyone who puts so much of herself and her life into art as you do must naturally fear any failure in that art as a potential threat to your life. And so you protect your art more than you protect your health or the common forms of happiness the rest of us have. And you probably have this in common with every artist you admire. artist music musician Arthur Phillips
477d879 She had burned through a fair sampling of manhood trying to find someone, not to make her "happy" - that wasn't the point - but to cauterize her relentlessly dripping wounds." Arthur Phillips
4add3bd The strangest thing. I came to the end of other people so quickly. Each new person was like a glass of water, and at the beginning I was parched, but then each glass tasted a little worse, the water was grittier, and by the end even the first sip was enough to make me gag, you know? Arthur Phillips
580de5d Every secret is a wrinkle. Arthur Phillips
af766c3 On days like this, baseball would make Michael as happy as it ever did. No umpires. No coaches. No rules except the ones you made up. Mike Lupica
5cd3728 Damn it, he's not my boyfriend!" "Boyfriend. Fiance. Sugar daddy. Whatever." "He's none of those things." Trace jerked back around. "Please enlighten me then. What the hell is he?" "My past." "And what am I?" I swallowed and stared intently at him with a nakedness I couldn't hide. "You're...my everything." Trace and Shannon from "Within Temptation" -- Tanya Holmes
1ba4b32 The person who has never made an enemy will never make a friend. friend friendship Peter Tremayne
976e379 but paper and ink have conjuring abilities of their own. arrangements of lines and shapes, of letters and words on a series of pages make a world we can dwell and travel in. Lynda Barry
af4db86 What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile. Lynda Barry
0ac527d Few experiences in life quite match the feelings of horror, fear, helplessness, and grief that families experience when someone they love becomes addicted to alcohol or other drugs. They watch in dismay as the addict becomes alienated from the family and undergoes profound changes. Activities that once brought the addict pleasure are abandoned, old friends are pushed away, and the addict withdraws into a world that is inaccesible to anyone .. Beverly Conyers
8899c74 While we as people of God are certainly called to feed the hungry and clothe the naked, that whole "we're blessed to be a blessing" thing can still be kind of dangerous. It can be dangerous when we self-importantly place ourselves above the world, waiting to descend on those below so we can be the "blessing" they've been waiting for, like it or not." self-righteousness service Nadia Bolz-Weber
2db4f66 There is a reason Mary is everywhere. I've seen her image all over the world, in cafes in Istanbul, on students' backpacks in Scotland, in a market stall in Jakarta, but I don't think her image is everywhere because she is a reminder to be obedient, and I don't think it has to do with social revolution. Images of Mary remind us of God's favor. Mary is what it looks like to believe that we already are who God says we are. virgin-mary Nadia Bolz-Weber