Oh, yes! Fill the churches with dirty thoughts! Introduce honesty to the White House! Write letters in dead languages to people you've never met! Paint filthy words on the foreheads of children! Burn your credit cards and wear high heels!… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
“My art school rejection letter arrived as a cold manila fist that closed around my fragile hopes [...] The fear was practically edible. Nothing would happen unless I get out and make it happen. Then, as if handing me the… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
“Look at it, Dane. Look at the city and the world in its proud array, like a cask of jewels laid open for you.… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Sometimes I pretend not to look at my own characters, because that's like different people getting off with your girlfriend or something. — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Why am I in Hell? It hurts. It hurts all the time. Why am I in Hell? I just want to go home and… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
The more I think about it, the more I realize that schools are just factories for turning out robots, that's all. They get you… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
I plan years in advance, but I like to leave enough space in the narrative scheme to change things, because I always get my… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Talking to oneself, I have often thought, is the best way to be sure of intelligent and witty conversation. — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
I'm a fan myself, so I try to write the kind of comics I want to read. — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Everyone does magic all the time in different ways. "Life" plus "significance" = magic. — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
“If our shallow, self-critical culture sometimes seems to lack a sense of the numinous or spiritual it’s only in the same way a fish… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
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