My so-called career is a haphazard thing.

It's a strange thing to be a so-called alternative cartoonist, because in the early part of my career, I was really tethered to the superhero world.

The funny thing about having all this so-called success is that behind it is a certain horrible emptiness.

So-called 'sustainable development'... is meaningless drivel.

Sister Hinckley and I are learning that the so-called golden years are laced with lead.

The so-called feminist writers were disgusted with me. I did my thing, and so I guess by feminist standards I'm a feminist. That suits me fine.