Rorschach

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No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.

Comic illustration: a short, wiry, red-haired man in grey prison overalls stands by a steaming fryer in a prison canteen, glaring, as much bigger inmates back away from him. — Original artwork

None of you understand. I'm not locked up in here with you. You're locked up in here with me!

Rorschach

Comic illustration: a lone man in a long dark coat and hat walks away through a snowy marble hall, leaving footprints, as a blizzard and glaciers rage beyond tall windows and a few diners sit far behind. — Original artwork

No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.

Rorschach

A grim man reads a letter at a cluttered desk under a lamp, an inkblot pattern on the wall and a rainy city beyond. — Original artwork

And all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!”… and I’ll look down and whisper “No.”

Rorschach