Frank Miller Quotes

“The world doesn't make sense until you force it to.”
― Frank Miller

“The noir hero is a knight in blood caked armor. He's dirty and he does his best to deny the fact that he's a hero the whole time.”
― Frank Miller

“A gun is a liar's weapon”
― Frank Miller

“We must not remind them that giants walk the Earth.”
― Frank Miller, Batman: The Dark Knight Returns

“I always knew it would come down to you and the big blue school boy. Planet's too big for the BOTH of you. When it all comes down, I want a piece of him. A small piece, will do? For OLD TIMES, sake, you know..it still hurts when its cold.”
― Frank Miller

“I'll make it. I won't die. I've got too much I have to do to let myself die.”
― Frank Miller, Sin City, Vol. 2: A Dame to Kill For

“Nancy's got a guardian angel. Seven feet plus of muscle and mayhem that goes by the name of Marv.”
― Frank Miller, Sin City, Vol. 2: A Dame to Kill For

“Give them nothing, but take from them everything.”
― Frank Miller, 300

“Buddy, I don't mean to poke my nose in where it don't belong, but that there is a dame to kill for. Why'd you let her go?”
― Frank Miller, Sin City, Vol. 2: A Dame to Kill For

“Miho. You're an angel. You're a saint. You're a blessing from above. You're Mother Theresa. You're God.”
― Frank Miller, Sin City, Vol. 3: The Big Fat Kill

“I have shown him that a man without hope is a man without fear.”
― Frank Miller, Daredevil: Born Again

“It was a nice piece of work, Kingpin. You shouldn't have signed it.”
― Frank Miller, Daredevil: Born Again

“We mourn lives lost. Including our own.”
― Frank Miller, All-Star Batman and Robin, the Boy Wonder

“Matt Murdock is blind -- so he misses the prettiest morning of the year. All he gets is hissing pipes and an East Coast chill that goes straight for the bones”
― Frank Miller, Daredevil: Born Again

“Who the hell is Warren Ellis again?”
Hardison gaped at the man. “Only one of the greatest comics writers in the past twenty years. Might as well ask who Alan Moore is, or Frank Miller, or Mark Waid, or Brian Michael Bendis, or Marv Wolfman, or Geoff Johns.”

Eliot gave Hardison a blank look as they wove their way through the hall. Parker took the lead, toting a printed sign with her. Eliot and Hardison trailed in her wake. They made a point of striding right past Patronus’s booth. They didn’t turn to see if he noticed them.

“No one?” Hardison said. “Nothing? Not even Kurt Busiek? Neil Gaiman?”

“I have a life. I do things, active things. I date women.”
“Stan Lee?”

Eliot gave Hardison that one with a wag of his head. “Who hasn’t heard of Stan Lee?”

“All right,” Hardison said with satisfaction. “You had me worried there, man.”
― Matt Forbeck, The Con Job