That’s how I roll, motherfucker. Personally? I’d be more intimidated by the dude with the bow tie and pipe than the “zomg hardcore” teenage asshole. English majors are some scary shit. Have you ever been insulted by a Shakespearean expert? You don’t want to be. Shakespeare knew how to piss people off.
More evidence of the badassery of writers, English majors, and the like:
“I am the Leviathan of pop culture.
My strides encompass vast territories; my footsteps shaping the landscape. My thoughts will be their obsessions; my whims their rapacious desires.
I will be relentless. I will be ruthless. I will be strong. I will be unstoppable. Not because it is the option I choose, but because there is no other option.
I am of the Romantic Underground, and we cannot be stopped, because we do not acknowledge the rules of those who wish to stop us. They have no power, no authority, no influence which we do not wish them to have.
We are of a lineage that includes more than writers and artists accustomed to being beaten down, marginalized, and humiliated. We are of the lineage of Ozymandias and Alexander, and we will take everything that can be hurled at us, shrug it off, move ahead, and claim the territory that belongs to those willing to pay the price to claim it.
We’re not IN publishing. We’re at war. And I don’t intend to lose.”
-James A. Owen
“I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose.”
“In a thousand words I can have the Lord’s Prayer, the 23rd Psalm, the Hippocratic Oath, a sonnet by Shakespeare, the Preamble to the Constitution, Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address and almost all of the Boy Scout Oath. Now exactly what picture were you planning to trade for all that?”
-Roy H. Williams
Yeah, really. What picture would you trade for all that? Yes, I have had logical arguments be made against that statement. Do I really care? No.