I have no imagination; I just steal from life and change the color. Then it's a comic book.

Okay, is anyone else worried that some of the fruit didn't fall far enough away from the tree?

I'm still digesting the '90s. It takes some time to get perspective.

In film, you have the luxury of accomplishing what you need in 24 frames every second. Comics, you only have five or six panels a page to do that.

It was interesting looking back at the '80s and trying to find newspaper headlines from the time - the cliché of history repeating itself.

What cruel creatures men are. Our bodies tell us to love so many, but there's room in our hearts for so few.

We're not trying to be deliberately frustrating, but we are laying the tracks for a mystery, and it's one that we have all figured out. We wanted this to be kind of like the way that Cliff [Chang] and I felt about the Cold War in the '80s when we were 12.