Quotes About Expression

Criminy. Whatever. Just do something ." "Criminy?" Than stared. "Seriously? Big, bad, Mohawk-haired demon says 'criminy'?" "Yes, criminy." Hades rubbed his bare chest. "And, fuck off.

Doing a lot of reading is not the prerequisite to writing.

I have chosen this thing to do, away from my family, the doors closed, characters who form in my head and move to the paper, black symbols on a white sheet, no more than that.

I think we're all good and bad, but good's not funny. Bad is funny. Suppress the good and let the bad out, and then you can be funny.

If you tell the truth about how you're feeling, it becomes funny.

There's also a certain rhythm to the way Jews talk that might be funny.

Once I know people know who I am, it gives me a lot of licence and freedom to behave in ways I wouldn't normally.

People say I have created things. I have never created anything. I get impressions from the Universe at large and work them out, but I am only a plate on a record or a receiving apparatus — what you will. Thoughts are really impressions that we get from outside.

Ever notice how the words I'm sorry always seem the lamest when you want them to mean the most?

One does not have humor. It has you.

Successful people who cannot express themselves well? I can't think of one.

Don't utilize utilize. Use use.

How to phrase it? Ma, I want to fall in love with a fella.

Cock-a-doodle-do! Any cock will do!

We have created our own aesthetic!" "You mean our own Ghetto.

Was it not better to wear it, do it, live it, than suppress it? That only leads, on an international scale of course, to war.

Closets, schmosets, everyone's out of the closet. Now where the fuck are the men !

If clothes make the man, what were they making? A way of insisting they were men, more men than men?

While he fucked the Slave, hoping all the while that Master would watch only and not give vent, Fred attempted to remember his decisions: Had he not decided to write about a Voyage of Discovery into this World in which he lived? This Faggot World.

EMMA: I'm sorry. I still don't know how to tell people. They don't teach acting in medical school.

Baby, I want you to piss all over me!" Fred Lemish had never urinated on anything before, except perhaps some country grass late at night when he was drunk and no one was looking. "Or let me piss on you!

And what has been so awful in your life that you have to write about it?" Mrs Lincoln, a definite gall bladder, persevered.

Freedom of speech gives us all the opportunity to express our thoughts and react to them; but does this " freedom" give "big brother", the opportunity to dictate our way of life???

Style, after all, is a kind of humor, Something truly beneath contempt...