Through my blue fingers, pink grains are falling, haphazard, random, a disorganized stream of silicone that seems pregnant with the possibility of ev….

...My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was. I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you?.

A live body and a dead body contain the same number of particles. Structurally, there's no discernible difference. Life and death are unquantifiable ….

There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a t….

I am but a stranger ... as we all are. Lonely inside our separate skins, we cannot know each others pain and must bear our own in solitude. For my pa….

Since mankind's dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so….

Please don't worry. It's a psychological complaint, common amongst ex-librarians. You see, she thinks she's a coffee table edition..

No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise..

I love the smell of paper in the morning; it smells like victory..

I suppose all fictional characters, especially in adventure or heroic fiction, at the end of the day are our dreams about ourselves. And sometimes th….

This city is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips?.

For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same..

The past can't hurt you anymore, not unless you let it..

I've come to think that the universe is a four-dimensional site in which nothing is changing and nothing is moving. The only thing that is moving alo….

When I was working upon the ABC books, I wanted to show different ways that mainstream comics could viably have gone, that they didn't have to follow….

Things are tough all over, cupcake, an' it rains on the just an' the unjust alike...except in California..

The Rudderless World is not shaped by vague metaphysical Forces. It is not God who kills the Children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that fe….

I sat on the bed. I looked at the Rorschach blot. I tried to make it look like a spreading tree, shadows pooled beneath it, but it didn't. It looked ….

If you're using sex to sell sneakers, then you're not just selling sneakers, you're selling sex as well, and you're contributing to the sexual temper….

American love — like coke in green glass bottles...they don't make it anymore..

The things we do without the fear of failure and the desire for success are the purest acts we'll ever do.