Sometimes I think that if I wasn't crazy... I'd go crazy.

When you're alive and everything is going fine, why talk about things? Talking's for later, when talking's all there is that's left.

It's always a long goddamn story. Every time you ask anyone anything really important, it's a long story.

The American Scream is the personification of the plague of madness sweeping the states. Only he's real

I think Hellblazer is quite unique. In a comic world dominated by American characters (nothing wrong with that per se) Constantine was unashamedly British. A certain kind of miserablist British

Morality is a luxury we can't afford out here. There's no right or wrong, just survival or death.

Whatever I think, whatever I try to do, life might just turn around and... and hitch up its pants and throw me a twenty-dollar bill.