This Is The End Of Our Sentence

Only Nothing Is Impossible.

We Love Our Superheroes Because They Refuse To Give Up On Us. We Can Analyze Them Out Of Existence, Kill Them, Ban Them, Mock Them, And Still They Return, Patiently Reminding Us Of Who We Are And What We Wish We Could Be.

One Must Commit Acts Of The Highest Treason Only When Dressed In The Most Resplendent Finery.

I Do Like To Keep Abreast Of What The Hardcore Vocal Members Of The Comics-reading Audience Are Talking About On Internet Message Boards, But There Are So Few Of Them, As A Percentage Of The Buying Audience, That I Can't Allow Their Opinions To Dictate Story Direction.

I Can Always See Ways To Improve What I've Done. At The Same Time, Knowing It's All An Ongoing Life's Work Allows Me To Be Less Precious About Blind Alleys, Failed Experiments, And Misfires.