Dude, the place is filling up," I say. "It feels like we're living in the bottom half of an hourglass." Like somehow we're running out of time.
There are worse things you can do to people you love than kill them.
You're not getting this back you know. Consider it an asshole tax.
Either a species learns to control its own population, or something like disease, famine, war, will take care of the issue.
A writer’s job is to cultivate what can go wrong.
You couldn't have small, dying children in a movie without really bringing everyone down, but you can in comics.