Kipling: Where's your sense of humor? Rebis: We're working on reconstructing it... - Grant Morrison

I told you about my cat Jarmara. I took her to the vet every Tuesday and Thursday, I liquidized her food and fed her with a dropper, I prayed for her to get better... I'd have done anything to save her, really. And yet there was a part of me - the part that observes and writes - rubbing its hands and saying, "Well, at least if she dies, I'll be able to use it in . It'll add a nice touch of poignancy." — Animal Man #26 (1990)

We tell our children they're trapped like rats on a doomed, bankrupt, gangster-haunted planet with dwindling resources, with nothing to look forward to but rising sea levels and imminent mass extinctions, then raise a disapproving eyebrow when, in response, they dress in black, cut themselves with razors, starve themselves, gorge themselves, or kill one another.

It's salt. Why don't you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren't I just good enough to eat?