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I am disaffected, disillusioned and disjointed.

I am a starving artist wannabe.

I am a study in contrasts: Cheerfully morbid, rationally romantic, passionately apathetic and vivaciously melancholy.

I have been out of date since the last age of Middle Earth.

I do not have a reflection in mirrors.

Its nothing personal, really.

Know thyself? If I knew myself I would run away.
-Goethe

A rubber stamp, a leather-bound book, a blue rose...

They say a cat can look a king in the eye.

What power would Hell have if they damned could not dream of heaven.
-Dream

Better to rule in Hell than serve in Heaven.
-Lucifer

A chalk line, three blue feathers, a lit match...

What doesn't kill us makes us stranger.
-Trevor, AeonFlux

Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, does not go away.
-Phillip K. Dick

Maybe words really don't mean anything and we just think they do.
-Delirium

The X-Men are a good example of punctuated equilibrium.

My friends call me Jesus.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes when you fall you fly.
-The Sandman

I do have wings (and I won't listen to any of this "Then why can't I see them?" nonsense.)

Ia! Ia! Cthulhu ftaghn!

That is not dead which can sleeping lie and after strange aeons even death may die.
-Lovecraft

Fight not monsters lest you become a monster and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
-Neitszche

Hallowe'en is my favorite holiday.

The sound of one handing clapping is "Cl-." The other hand makes the "-ap."
-Discworld

Art + Literature = Comic Books

Anything+2

With great power comes heat vision.
-Black Mage

A headless doll, a black lace ribbon, a crumpled napkin...

A face is four petals: Two eyes, one mouth, one nose.

Disengage, disengage, disengage...

And for my parting words:

If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.
-Puck