Murphy's Lore Quotes

“Bubba Sue’s abilities didn’t just border on the supernatural, they crossed the border, and then invaded supernatural territory before taking up permanent residence there.”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“The front-line foot soldiers each held what looked like a bazooka, molded out of a silver metal. They pointed the weapons at various locations of the base and fired. The projectiles soared straight through the air, each a tiny glass globe filled with an orange gas. The globes shattered on impact, releasing the vapors and in seconds the entire base was covered in an orange fog. Men and women began to drop like flies. Around the garbage dumpsters, flies were dropping like people. The”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“There was something about animals and babies that causes competent and sane adults to be reduced to a state of speaking pure gibberish. Normally,”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“I was the black sheep. I never knew love until I lost it. The last few centuries I’ve had a lot of time to think, and my conclusion is that others’ opinions may be part of why I turned out how I did.”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“I hope you’ll understand if I don’t kiss you good night on the first date. I just don’t want a reputation as that kind of guy. I mean, if you get the milk for free, you won’t buy the cow, and then I won’t have my steaks. I love steak, especially barbequed. Let”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“Stand by your friends. Stand behind your enemies. That way if anybody is going to get pushed into oncoming traffic, it won’t be you.       -Padriac Moran, Leprechaun, Owner”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“In a normal bar, I would say tip the bartender and people would give me money. Here, I say tip the bartender and someone tries to knock me over.       -John Murphy, Bartender at”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub

“Every year the Tricksters gather. The last year had passed like gas, but quickly excused itself. If I had my way, we would have shut off the lights and pretended nobody was home. Sadly, this wouldn’t work, as they would have stood outside on the front steps and insisted on constantly ringing the bell. Or worse, walked around the place and started looking in the windows.”
― Patrick Thomas, Murphy's Lore: Fools' Day: A Tale from Bulfinche's Pub