something can only become an illusion after disillusionment. before that, it is something real. what caused the disillusionment? no one told me… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
Sometimes, I think the only art left for us is slowly peeling the label off a beer bottle while somebody tells you… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
When you start to think of the arts as not this thing that is going to get you somewhere in terms of… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
The radio was on and that was the first time I heard that song, the one I hate. Whenever I hear it… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
The happy ending is hardly important, though we may be glad its there. The real joy is knowing that if you felt the trouble… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
I found myself compelled - like this weird, shameful compulsion - to draw cute animals. — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
“As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
In life there are always these things happening if you can just get the joke. — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
The minute you understand racism, you're responsible for being racist. It's like eating from the tree of knowledge. — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
“Above me soft footsteps, the sound through the ceiling of a teenager haunted by a door to the night. My cousin Maybonne lights up… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
There was a beautiful time in the beginning when I just did it and didn't analyze the consequences, but I think that time ends… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image