A bullet in the right place can change the world.

Laugh and the world laughs with you!

This is the end of our sentence

And I ask him why he cuts his arms with a razor. "Just fo feel. Just to feel something.

Kipling: Where's your sense of humor? Rebis: We're working on reconstructing it.

I was a clubber in the Nineties. I went dancing every week.

In the world of the superheroes, everything had value, potential, mystery. Any person, thing, or object could be drafted into service in the struggle against darkness and evil - remade as a weapon or a warrior or a superhero. Even a little bee named Michael - after God's own avenging angel - could pitch in to win the battle against wickedness.