My father brought me my first stack of comics, when I was seven years old and in the hospital. I was not a well child. And that's where my love for comics began.

Were there stories I wrote along the way that were terrible clinkers? God, yes. But they were all a product of their time, and I did the best I could.

These days, it seems that if you're not already in place, you can't get there from here.

I'm a neurotic New York Jew by birth. Creating characters is second nature to me.

When I'm my own editor, there's very little difference between the first draft and the final. I write what feels right to begin with. I rarely make any major changes.

I consider myself the luckiest man in the world. I have spent a lifetime doing what I love.

The bottom line always remains the same: What is the basic humanity of the character? How do I make them resonate with the reader?