Her fine high forehead sloped gently up to where her hair, bordering it like an armorial shield, burst into lovelocks and waves and curlicues of ash blonde and gold. Her eyes were bright, big, clear, wet and shining, the colour of her cheeks was real, breaking close to the surface from the strong young pump of her heart. Her body hovered delicately on the last edge of childhood -- she was almost eighteen, nearly complete, but the dew was still on her.

I have offended God and mankind because my work didn't reach the quality it should have.

I think women are vital to the future of the superhero comics and the entire industry - as creators, as editors, as consumers, as retailers.

I think of making love and making art as being very parallel. Even the most amateur attempt can be thrilling.

Music is always for the listener, but the first listener is always the musician

For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential - the imagination.