My greatest accomplishment so far is to keep selling enough that I never want for the labor that sustains my Presbyterian soul.

Adults...struggle desperately with fiction, demanding constantly that it conform to the rules of everyday life. Adults foolishly demand to know how Superman can possibly fly, or how Batman can possibly run a multibillion-dollar business empire during the day and fight crime at night, when the answer is obvious even to the smallest child: because it's not real.

X-Men is not a story about superheroes, but a story about the ongoing revolutionary struggle between good/new and bad/old. The X-Men are every rebel teenager wanting to change the world and make it better. Humanity is every adult, clinging to the past, trying to destroy the future even as he places all his hopes there.

I have to confess I'm not a huge comics fan in the wider sense of comics as an art form.

Abandon the 'I', because it's a lie.

The first light had cast the first shadow.

Hell changes constantly but there are certain consistent landmarks which always stay in the same relation to one another.