My mom didn't want me to go to college. She didn't want me to read - when I read, I may as… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
“Then how can you ever know about the beautiful goodness of Mud? How bad it wants to be things. How bad it… — Lynda Barry Copy Share Image
If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.If you say "No! I don't want it right… — 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