Nothing's that simple, not even things that are simply awful.

When I was working upon the ABC books, I wanted to show different ways that mainstream comics could viably have gone, that they didn't have to follow 'Watchmen' and the other 1980s books down this relentlessly dark route. It was never my intention to start a trend for darkness. I'm not a particularly dark individual.

I'm very distanced from the comics industry. I love the comics medium, but I have no time for the industry.

I did it thirty-five minutes ago.

Your pretty empire took so long to build, now, with a snap of history's fingers, down it goes.

It does not do to rely too much on silent majorities, Evey, for silence is a fragile thing, one loud noise, and its gone. But the people are so cowed and disorganised. A few might take the opportunity to protest, but it'll just be a voice crying in the wilderness. Noise is relative to the silence preceding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap. Our masters have not heard the people's voice for generations, Evey and it is much, much louder than they care to remember.

Truly, whoever we are, wherever we reside, we exist upon the whim of murderers.