We're artists. We cry out to be exploited on some level. Write a dissertation on my work. Write a biography about me. — Scott McClanahan Copy Share Image
I'm shocked and surprised by people that are shocked and surprised that certain things in life are made up or not as true as… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
The things that I have loved have always been those extremes where there has been some kind of apocalypse in the person's life, and… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
I have no interest in being a trained ballerina. People should dance how they want to dance. I want to be the funky chicken. — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
“I thought about what my mom always said about this part of Texas, “Oh Godforsaken land. I don’t know why anybody would want to… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
I think a pretty good modus operandi is to believe that everything we know is wrong. The stomach will be the key to depression… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
“I walked up to the side of the mountain like I used to do when I was a little boy. I looked out over… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
The only hope we have are our bodies. We're all trapped in them and we all hate them, and it's this reason why we're… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
With my stuff, I think I've tried. I've been courted. I don't want to sound like an asshole, but I've been courted to be… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
The whole exploitation thing is funny, too. Exploitation is the nature of the world, isn't it? — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
There's always tons of crap music people are trying to sell us - [it's] the same way with publishers and galleries. — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
I guess the things I have always loved are from people who were just being themselves. They were doing these things because they couldn't… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
“There was one face that looked like another face before it and then another face that looked like the face before it. This went… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
“I knew he believed in something that none of us ever do anymore. He believed in the nastiest word in the world. He believed… — Scott McClanahan Copy Share
