Bob Kane (born Robert Kahn; October 24, 1915 – November 3, 1998) was an American comic book artist, who is credited for co-creating the DC Comics superhero Batman with writer Bill Finger. He was inducted into the comic-book industry's Jack Kirby Hall of Fame in 1994 and into the Will Eisner Comic Book Hall of Fame in 1996.
Robert Kahn was born in New York City, New York. His parents, Augusta and Herman Kahn, an engraver, were of Eastern European Jewish descent. A high school friend of fellow cartoonist and future Spirit creator Will Eisner, Robert Kahn graduated from DeWitt Clinton High School and then legally changed his name to Bob Kane. He studied art at Cooper Union before "joining the Max Fleischer Studio as a trainee animator in 1934".
He entered the comics field two years later, in 1936, freelancing original material to editor Jerry Iger's comic book Wow, What A Magazine!, including his first pencil and ink work on the serial Hiram Hick. The following year, Kane began to work at Iger's subsequent studio, Eisner & Iger, which was one of the first comic book "packagers" that produced comics on demand for publishers entering the new medium during its late-1930s and 1940s Golden Age. Among his work there was the funny animal feature "Peter Pupp" — which belied its look with overtones of "mystery and menace" — published in the U.K. comic magazine Wags and reprinted in Fiction House's Jumbo comics. Kane also produced work through Eisner & Iger for two of the companies that would later merge to form DC Comics, including the humor features "Ginger Snap" in More Fun Comics, "Oscar the Gumshoe" for Detective Comics, and "Professor Doolittle" for Adventure Comics. For that last title he went on to do his first adventure strip, "Rusty and his Pals".
Staring down the walls, with your empty hands
Never forced you to feel anything
Stealing back the time and all the innocence of everything
Has finally made you see:it's finally made you believe
We seem fortunate for pain
And stale goodnights
I've been sitting here thinking for days
So fortunate for change
Wrapped around the nights, with all your emptiness
You'll see the face you believe in anyway
Giving back the time and all the innocence of everything
Has finally made you see...it's finally made you believe
That we're fortunate for pain
With the stale goodnights
I've been sitting here thinking for days
We're fortunate for pain
Stale goodnights
Fortunate for change
You're always bringing me down
You're bringing me down
Ending all the pain of never being here
Has finally forced you to feel for a change
Giving back the walls with your empty hands