After I buried my mom, I had stood there after everybody had left, and I thought...is this it? I mean, is this all that there is? Working in a cubicle six days a week until I'm too old to do it anymore, then I die? Is that it? Is that what we're here for? What's the point?
When we all graduated from high schol, I thought -- we all thought -- we're gonna go off and do great things. If somebody said, "Hey, you're gonna pump gas the rest of your life," or "Better get used to cleaning up after other people because that's gonna be your whole life," we'd've laughed at them."
It's not fair! None of it's fair! And don't you dare tell me it is!Superman
I won't because you're right. It's not fair. John Lennon is dead and Moammar Kadaffi is still alive. J.F.K. is dead and Castro is alive. Gandhi is dead but Manson keeps hanging in there. It's not fair. But it's not unfair either. It's just...is.Felicity Rose
That's it. That's the best you can do. "It's neither fair nor unfair, it just is."Superman
Because that's the truth.
You're right when you say we all come out of high school thinking we're going to save the world. And sometimes we do. And sometimes-- -- sometimes we don't. So you don't think about saving the world. You think about saving just one person. Because sometimes, that's enough.
All I know is that we have to try. That's what life is. We push back against the darkness, just a little.
J. Micheal Straczynski
Action Comics # 701
Superman literally walks across America on a journey to reconnect with ordinary people. In Philadelphia, he encounters Felicity, a young woman who's contemplating suicide. Superman listens to her angst, even as she extracts a promise from him not to interfere with her ultimate decision.
I teared up while reading the dialogue. Whoever said that comics can never be personally relevant is bullshit ;)