Magic is the cheat codes for the world.

I admit that I have sometimes claimed to be Batman in the past. But only when really, really drunk.

Writing is basically a job for people who like punching themselves in the face, I’m pretty sure.

Cheap! But not as cheap as your girlfriend.

Read comics. All comics. And then cut them open to steal their power.

There was a time when I liked a good riot. Put on some heavy old street clothes that could stand a bit of sidewalk-scraping, infect myself with something good and contagious, then go out and stamp on some cops. It was great, being nine years old.

Los Angeles had no culture of its own, just a large collection of misreadings of the artistic histories of other, proper cities.