I think in the corridors of power these dangerous kinds of orders are issued in a much more vague way, passed down two or three levels of command before they're given to the assassin.

And when you look at the Turtle's movie there is something there, definitely something there.

You had to make an appointment to see her. But it was just a crazy spectacle, people filing past.

I came in on the decline. Phil Elliot was in first, he got his book out, he sold thirteen thousand, I think he got two issues out before I got mine in, this was March '87. He was out in December '86.

It's business, selling comics, you work out what sells and you don't want to muck about with it too much.

I'm thinking to myself, I just love doing the art, it takes me a morning to do.

He would still see it as his duty to shut up and get on with it, not cause any trouble. In our own time we've made a hero of the rebel, and it's more heroic to speak up.

I dont want to write, Id rather draw.

I remember having an argument with Alan, I said the Queen's not just going to call the guy up and send him out to do it. And Alan says, well, how would a monarch give orders to her assassin.

The bigger the star, the bigger the target.

This walking business is overrated: I mastered the art of doing it when I was quite small, and in any case, what are taxis for?

One definition of maturity is learning to delay pleasure.

Grandchildren: the only people who can get more out of you than the IRS.

Hazrat Mahal, Begum of Oudh, during the national liberation uprising of 1857-59 in India headed the rebels.

Without humor, a sports fan is a religious fanatic. Without humor, a newscast is a terrible, depressing, unpalatable thing.

Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .

To aim at excellence, our reputation, and friends, and all must be ventured; to aim at the average we run no risk and provide little service.

He who indulges his sense in any excesses renders himself obnoxious to his own reason; and, to gratify the brute in him, displeases the man, and sets his two natures at variance.

He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.