Preacher Garth Ennis Quotes

God: But it is my creation...! The Saint of Killers: It's outgrown you.

It doesn`t matter who you are,or how good you got things. Sooner or later,shit goes wrong for everybody. Sooner or later,there comes a time when all you want to do is shout Fuck you to the world.

..."ya gotta be one of the good guys...'cause there's too many of the bad.

I thought you an' I'd already settled the roles in the fucker/fuckee relationship! I guess I thought wrong!

Preacher: "This is the word of God!" Constantine: "The edited word of God

Why is it the greatest champions of the white race always turn out to be the worst examples of it? You! Where the fuck is your chin?

We've the whole wide world out there waiting for us, and we've forever to make the most've it. And that's the thing: enjoyin' life. Not livin' death, or anything stupid like that. What've we got to fear except the sun?

Jesse: But—but are you okay? Tulip: Yeah, fine. I checked out the bad guy's place and shot them up a little bit, you know. There were quite a lot of them, and one guy nearly got me with a throwing knife— But I know you'll be cool with that, because you can trust me to handle myself. Let's go.

So who turned up the volume of ignorance up to eleven?

Criminal: You can suck my dick, motherfucker! Detective Bridges: You suck mine! [shoves barrel of pistol in the Criminal's mouth] An' you get used to it, cause you get to Rykers you're gonna find a lot of dick on the goddamn menu! Now grunt twice for yes! You through bitchin'?

...so I looked at this kid from West Texas, feelin' all cut up an' betrayed 'cause he suddenly realized the Land of the Free been fuckin' him in the ass all his life--an' I told myself, 'Shit, so that's what it's like to be the white boy. Any nigga you ask can tell you that's how America works.

Never plan an act of violence. Just let it happen natural.

We ain't got time for a goddamn poetry recital. An' your juices feel like rain on the inferno? What the fuck is that, is that from the letter you wrote to penthouse?

Agent Brendel: These are the descendants of our Lord. I myself have seen the documents that prove it. We have protected them and their predecessors for nineteen centuries, and whatever their appearance now, we believe - we know - their child will be the next messiah. Starr: He's shitting in his hand, Brendel. The brother hurls his feces at, and hits Agent Brendel in the face Agent Brendel: Have faith, Herr Starr.

If the Devil created Texas like some folks say he did, this is where he rested on the seventh day.

Sheriff Root: "Ask Me, I reckon it was niggers" Deputy: "How you reckon that, Sheriff Root?" Sheriff Root: "Kinda thing they do" Deputy: "What, burn two hundred people to death, right down to the bone? They do that?" Sheriff Root: "MARTIAN niggers

Christ, I think I'd grow old if I lost you.

I get down on my knees every mornin' an' give eternal thanks for the existence of girls in a otherwise pointless universe.

He's got a soul so damn cold and rattlesnake mean, Satan himself threw him outta hell.

Tulip: Okay, let me tell you what you're doing here-- you're writing a story. You've got the plot and dialogue from Melrose Place and fucking Baywatch, and you're writing yourself a little story in your head... The trouble is, you're using me as one of the characters.