Category: Christopher Moore
If you think anyone is sane you just don’t know enough about them.
I love you above all things, even pie.
Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island.
Routine feeds the illusion of safety…
She’s so small, yet she contains so much evil.
I’ve seen more intelligence in the crotch lice of harem whores.
He was a writer and words were his weapons.
Science, you don’t know, looks like magic.
I’ve won Satan’s lottery.
