I despise the comic industry, but I will always love the comic medium.

It may be true that the only reason the comic book industry now exists is for this purpose, to create characters for movies, board games and other types of merchandise.

It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.

Who? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.

Yes, of course, the whole idea is utterly inane, but to let its predictable inanities blind you to its truly fabulous and breathtaking aspects is to do both oneself and the genre a disservice.

If the audience knew what they wanted then they wouldn't be the audience, they would be the artist.

Since mankind's dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so, they took our power. By doing nothing, we gave it away. We've seen where their way leads, through camps and wars, towards the slaughterhouse.