Nobody ever asked me to do anything. Nobody knew what to do. When comics were brand new, nobody knew what kind of comics to make. So you were mostly on your own.

Superman is going to live forever. They'll be reading Superman in the next century when you and I are gone. I felt, in that respect, I was doing the same thing. I wanted to be known. I wasn't going to sell a comic that was going to die quickly.

I write from a people's point of view. I love people because I understand them. I understand an enemy, I understand a friend, I understand grey areas, and I understand black areas.

I was a good student in the subjects that I wanted to be good in. The curriculum in my section was excellent.

My anatomy was self-taught. I feel everybody has that ability. I drew instinctively. Mine was an instinctive style.

My parents were immigrants. And the place for all immigrants was the factories. They were the source of cheap labor.

Perfectionists are their own devils.