An Old Man Dies. A Young Woman

This Should Be Agony. I Should Be A Mass Of Aching Muscle - Broken, Spent, Unable To Move. And, Were I An Older Man, I Surely Would ... ... But I'm A Man Of Thirty - Of Twenty Again. The Rain On My Chest Is A Baptism - I'm Born Again.

When You Got A Condition, It's Bad To Forget Your Medicine.

Hell's Waking Up Every Goddamn Day And Not Even Knowing Why You're Here.

I'm A Spoilt Brat. I Thought I Was Just Going To Walk In And Make Movies. But I'd Been My Own Boss For So Long That All Of A Sudden To Be Facing A Roomful Of People Who Were Niggling Over Every Little Scene... I Just Thought I'd Go Back And Draw My Comics And Have A Happy Life.

Gotham City. Clean Shafts Of Concrete And Snowy Rooftops. The Work Of Men Who Died Generations Ago. From Here, It Looks Like An Achievement. From Here, You Can't See The Enemy.