I hope to actually get back to painting someday... soon. I sort of transitioned into cartooning from painting.

People are going to behave however the social norms permit, and beyond that.

Yeah, I don't deal with current events or pop culture, and I avoid politics like the plague.

Milkmen seem so wholesome, and there's no way anybody can be that wholesome.

I grew up in a military family, and there's something about that military-style uniform, all cleaned up, a brutal control effort the military necessarily breeds.

People get really caught up in their own trips.

I am too old for an eyebrow piercing but too young for an eyebrow lift.

People are essentially red meat. They are.

I'm just trying to portray what I find ironic or humorous.

I was doing illustration work, and the cartooning slowly took over.

We all have our pet things that we like to get religious about.

Don't worry, now that I know about your little ego problem, I'll do my best to look all gushy when you pound you chest.

If only media people would stop reaching for the low-hanging fruit, which is cynicism and pessimism, and stopped trying so hard to be hip and cool and have a swagger.

God's purpose in increasing our trials is to sensitize us to people we never would have been able to relate to otherwise.

Evil isn't a cosmological riddle, only just selfish human behavior.

All the things I've read in my school books about England and the Queen were okay, but my eyes are the greatest book in the world.

Men who are driven are happy in their work and their vision but are not happy-go-lucky. Evelyn has a happiness and contentment most of the time -- she's my balance.

My poetry definitely comes out of a female body.

I remember the horror story that I told myself over and over again. I'm totally alone in my body. I'm totally alone in my head and nobody will ever see through my eyes. I'm just completely alone.

If life teaches anything at all it teaches that there are so many happy endings that the man who believes that there is no God needs his rationality called into serious question.

I learned to swing on monkey bars over asphalt. I learned that if you fall, it hurts, so you try not to fall. But it's still worth swinging.