There's no such thing as quitting. Just sometimes there's a longer pause between relapses, right?
Alan MooreMots clés watchmen
...My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was. I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you?
Alan MooreMe? I'm the king of the twentieth century. I'm the bogeyman. The villain...The black sheep of the family.
Alan MooreOh, they said God was dead, all those beatniks and snooty-ass Frenchmen. Not me. I knew better. I said to them, "Wait, boys! Don't break cover yet awhile. He might be faking. I mean, they thought Saddam was dead. And the novel. And Glenn Close in that last scene of Fatal Attraction." That's what I said. But did they listen? Ohh no. They went right ahead and organized God's funeral. Well, don't count your chickens before they come home to roost...
Alan MooreMots clés god nietzsche painted-doll
Fiction and fact: only madmen and magistrates cannot discriminate between them.
Alan MooreGood evening, London. I would introduce myself, but truth to tell, I do not have a name. You can call me “V”. Since mankind’s dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so, they took our power. By doing nothing, we gave it away. We’ve seen where their way leads, through camps and wars, towards the slaughterhouse. In anarchy, there is another way. With anarchy, from rubble comes new life, hope reinstated. They say anarchy’s dead, but see…reports of my death were…exaggerated. Tomorrow, Downing Street will be destroyed, the Head reduced to ruins, an end to what has gone before. Tonight, you must choose what comes next. Lives of our own, or a return to chains. Choose carefully. And so, adieu.
Alan MooreAbove, great constellations wheeled to which our bonfire sparks ascended in their tiny mimicry
Alan MooreWho imprisoned me here? Who keeps me here? Who can release me? Who's controlling and constraining my life except...me?
Alan MooreI did it thirty-five minutes ago.
Alan MooreMots clés evil apocalypse plot mastermind ozymandias
Once a man has seen society's black underbelly, he can never turn his back on it. Never pretend, like you do, that it doesn't exist.
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