Christopher Moore
Christopher Moore
hate i-hate parables
Ack! Parables. I hate parables.
messages mediums
The medium obscured the message.
safety routine illusion
Routine feeds the illusion of safety...
chocolate shadow hot
Like God's own chocolate, I'd lick her shadow off a hot sidewalk
gambling twelve coyotes
You know, there's a 12 step program for gambling. You should look into that. Twelve steps. Coyote laughed. I'll bet I can do it in six.
weed doors smoking
Wet towel under the door,' said Barry. 'It's what you do when you're smoking weed in a hotel and you don't want everyone calling security. You're always supposed to have a towel. I read about it in a guide for hitchhiking through the galaxy.
lying clueless perfectly-good
No theory ever benefited by the application of data, Amy. Data kills theories. A theory has no better time than when it's lying there naked, pure, unsullied by facts. Let's just keep it that way for a while." "So you don't really have a theory?" "Clueless." "You lying bag of fish heads." "I can fire you, you know. Even if Clay was the one that hired you, I'm not totally superfluous to this operation yet. I'm kind of in charge. I can fire you. Then how will you live?" "I'm not getting paid." "See, right there. Perfectly good concept ruined by the application of fact.
rose rooms needs
Love needs room to grow. Like a rose. Or a tumor.
kings moving fall
Like looking down on a lubricious chess set, isn't it? The king moves in tiny steps, with no direction, like a drunkard trying to avoid the archer's bolt. The others work their strategies and wait for the old man to fall. He has no power, yet all power moves in his orbit and to his mad whim. Do you know there's no fool piece on the chessboard, Kent?" "Methinks the fool is the player, the mind above the moves.
lonely men may
I fear you may become a lonely man, even in the company of others.
light
This Roberto. He no like the light.
pieces kind life-is
Life is messy. Would that every puzzle piece fell into place, every word was kind, every accident happy, but such is not the case. Life is messy
problem
You were supposed to empathize with your friend's problem, but they were, after all, your friend's problems...
pain back-again again-and-again
We know there's going to be nothing but pain, but we go back again and again.