The World Is Indeed Comic, But The

The Darkness Always Teemed With Unexplained Sound - And Yet He Sometimes Shook With Fear Lest The Noises He Heard Subside And Allow Him To Hear Certain Other Fainter Noises Which He Suspected Were Lurking Behind Them.

Science, Already Oppressive With Its Shocking Revelations, Will Perhaps Be The Ultimate Exterminator Of Our Human Species - If Separate Species We Be - For Its Reserve Of Unguessed Horrors Could Never Be Borne By Mortal Brains If Loossed Upon The World.

I Am So Beastly Tired Of Mankind And The World That Nothing Can Interest Me Unless It Contains A Couple Of Murders On Each Page Or Deals With The Horrors Unnameable And Unaccountable That Leer Down From The External Universes.

Disintegration Is Quite Painless, I Assure You.

A Serious Adult Story Must Be True To Something In Life. Since Marvel Tales Cannot Be True To The Events Of Life, They Must Shift Their Emphasis Towards Something To Which They Can Be True; Namely, Certain Wistful Or Restless Moods Of The Human Spirit, Wherein It Seeks To Weave Gossamer Ladders Of Escape From The Galling Tyranny Of Time, Space, And Natural Law.