Dave Sim Quotes

There is nothing wrong with making mistakes, but one should always make new ones. Repeating mistakes is a hallmark of dim consciousness.

Once a profound truth is seen, it cannot be unseen.

When you're running a bureaucracy the best way to safeguard your job is to make sure you're the only one who knows how the whole thing works. -Lord Julius

I firmly believe that if you can't fool all of the people all of the time you should start breeding them for stupidity.” - Weisshaupt

Women, he would say, are not Muses. Muses are Muses. To confuse one with the other is to mistake the Devouring Void for the Seminal Light. Earthly Women and the Muses are ancient, sworn enemies. The battlefield is the Creative Male. On the one side is the encampment of Discordia, of Diana, of Venus located in his Heart and in his Groin. On the other is the Bastion of Calliope, Clio, Erato, Euterpe, Melpomene, Polyhymnia, Terpsichore, Thalia and Urania, in his Brain and in his Mind. The Muses are tolerant and understanding of border raids, skirmishes, and harassing maneuvers. Throughout the history of the Male Light, there have been few painters, few writers, who have not had a She Who Must Be Accommodated. For some it was their mothers. For many their wives, their mistresses, their girlfriends. For many it was their daughters, a favourite waitress, a stripper, a whore. To the Muses, they are all one. Mother, whore, wife, daughter, stripper, waitress, mistress, girlfriend.

Fiz as perguntas erradas, não perguntas para formação de heróis, mas sim sobre como poderia ser o herói.

Is it true that Panrovians have a lot of children . . . because they figure there's another famine coming? -Cerebus

Cerebus heard the Panrovian "March of Virgins" had to be canceled . . . your daughter got pregnant . . . and your wife refused to march alone!

Necross: The wound! It will prove fatal -- but -- I am not worried! Cerebus: Really? Why not? Necross: Because that means I'll be dead in a few minutes . . . OOPS . . . better make that a few . . . seconds . . .