As the Dark Lord spoke when he saw the Archangel Michael descending upon him: We are in some serious shit.

Hey, killing people doesn't count if they're bad! Hollywood taught us that.

The situation has gone so far past the point of insanity it's come around and become mundane again.

Prison... it changes you. I'm not the same man I was before going on the inside. I can't go back. I won't." "You were in prison less than twenty-minutes.

Cloak, does God hate me?" I said. "It depends which god you mean. I've met several." "The Jewish One." "Yes.

What IS it about this town? I never thought I’d long for the good old days of Nazi robots and dragons.

A spouse was the absolute best thing a supervillain could have. It was the superheroes who struck me as the perpetual bachelors. I mean, come on, the whole ‘it’s not you, it’s my enemies’ thing is so they can stay single and get sex from the people they rescue. I have it on good authority the Silver Lightning uses it all the time to pick up guys. Admittedly, the good authority was my brother’s old gang but if you couldn’t trust them then who could you trust?