And I was going to be damned if I was older than Batman.

But I'm not trying to convince anybody how to vote or how to live. Nobody's ever successfully accused me of being realistic.

Working with the kind of talent that I've gotten to work with, like the cast of Sin City, it makes me think probably more fully dimensionally about what is going on behind their eyes. But I draw the way I draw, and ain't nothing gonna change that. Although, I draw Marv and I think, "Boy, I could throw a little Mickey [Rourke] in there."

3,000 of my neighbors were murdered. My country was, utterly unprovoked, savagely attacked. I wish all those responsible for the atrocity of 9/11 to burn in Hell.

Deadly little Miho. She won't let you feel a thing unless she wants you to. She twists the blade. He feels it.

An old man dies. A young woman lives. A fair trade.

My feeling is that the hero has now been defined by phrases like the odious one that we were all raised with - crimes does not pay. Of course it pays, you schmuck. That's not why we don't do it. We don't do it because it is wrong.