He Read Me Extracts From A Medical

Sometimes It’s Only Madness That Makes Us What We Are.

A Bullet In The Right Place Can Change The World.

Superhero Science Has Taught Me This: Entire Universes Fit Comfortably Inside Our Skulls. Not Just One Or Two But Endless Universes Can Be Packed Into That Dark, Wet, And Bony Hollow Without Breaking It Open From The Inside. The Space In Our Heads Will Stretch To Accommodate Them All. The Real Doorway To The Fifth Dimension Was Always Right Here. Inside. That Infinite Interior Space Contains All The Divine, The Alien, And The Unworldly We’ll Ever Need.

I Thought I Could Capture The Stories Of The City On Paper. I Thought I Could Write About The Horrors Of The City. Horror Stories You See. I Tell You I Didn't Have To Look Far For Material. Everywhere I Looked, There Were Stories Hidden There In The Dark Corners. . . . I Wrote And Still There Were More. . . . No One Would Publish Them. 'too Horrible,' They Said. 'sick Mind,' They Said. I Thought I Could Write About The Horrors Of The City But The Horror Is Too Big And It Goes On Forever.

Before It Was A Bomb, The Bomb Was An Idea. Superman, However, Was A Faster, Stronger, Better Idea.