Everything you've ever read of mine is first-draft. This is one of the peculiarities of the comics field. By the time you're working on chapter three of your masterwork, chapter one is already in print. You can't go back and suddenly decide to make this character a woman, or have this one fall out of a window.

A lot of the critique of our growing mechanization was actually at its strongest, and arguably at its most perceptive, during the late '60s.

Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose.

If you're functional, it doesn't matter if you're mad.

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

I love the smell of paper in the morning; it smells like victory.

The one thing with writing stories about the rise of fascism is that if you wait long enough, you'll almost certainly be proved right. Fascism is like a hydra - you can cut off its head in the Germany of the '30s and '40s, but it'll still turn up on your back doorstep in a slightly altered guise.