What does fighting crime mean, exactly? Does it mean upholding the law when a woman shoplifts to feed her children, or does it mean struggling to uncover the ones who, quite legally, have brought about her poverty?

For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same.

Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely.

I'm dependent on writing for a living, so really it's to my advantage to understand how the creative process works. One of the problems is, when you start to do that, in effect you're going to have to step off the edge of science and rationality.

A world grows up around me. Am I shaping it, or do its predetermined contours guide my hand?

Well, what do you expect? The Comedian is dead.

I suppose all fictional characters, especially in adventure or heroic fiction, at the end of the day are our dreams about ourselves. And sometimes they can be really revealing.