I was writing the kind of comic that would make me, at age 26 or 27, go down to a comic book store every month and spend my $2. That was my starting point. I wanted to write a comic that I would read. And that's still my agenda.
What do I do now?โ โI donโt know. Fade away, perhaps. Or find another role.
The Lord of Dreams learns that one must change or die, and makes his decision
Leave no stone unturned. Deeply explore the beauty of your life.
It's only a world, after all, and they're just sand grains in the desert, worlds.
How would you feel about life if Death was your older sister?