Our environments shape the way we see ourselves. If you have been condemned to live in an area that is pretty evidently a rat-run, then sooner or later you're gonna come to the conclusion that you're a rat.

Romantic poetry had its heyday when people like Lord Byron were kicking it large. But you try and make a living as a poet today, and you'll find it's very different!

Certainly, my many years working in the comics industry, creating products that I do not own, has made me rather fierce on the subject of giving up rights.

If light is outlawed, then only outlaws will be able to see where they're going.

The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.

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

Perhaps this is the purpose of all art, all writing, on the murders, fiction and non-fiction: Simply to participate.