I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn't exist.

I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards.

Cartooning is about deconstruction: you gotta tear something down to make a joke.

I hate smoothies. Because they won't offer Firestone IPA beer as an ingredient.

If I could have drawn a cat yelling for lasagna every day for 15 years and have them pay me $30 million to do so, I would have.

I knew 'Mars Needs Moms! ' would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.

I can say that even in the midst of my most cynical comic stripping: Opus shone through with a bit of heart, anchoring the ugly proceedings with a comforting pull of emotion.

He comic page is dying; I didn't want to go with it.

It was a huge challenge to learn digital painting well enough so that computers don't pop into mind when one sees one.

The universe throws us some obvious little pitches sometimes, and we need to be awake enough not to let them slip by.

I'd be a Libertarian, if they weren't all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.

Eye's follow energy more than motion.

As we unfold spiritually, the reality of our inner life enters new dimensions and we must change with it.

Are you desperate or determined? With desperation comes frustration. With determination comes purpose, achievement, and peace.

Anybody who has curly hair knows you don't want it to be brushed out because it becomes a never-ending tangle.

People have different ways of interpreting history.

There is a major turning point in life when you have to decide: shall I grow old gracefully or shall I try everything to stem the tide? For me, that point came in 2001, when I stopped dyeing my hair.

Everybody was saying we must have more leisure. Now they are complaining they are unemployed.

Men fell in love with Gilda, but they wake up with me.

The real leaders of tomorrow are already working on the next big idea, the one that will drive growth into future. They're already far beyond the ideas that created today's results.

Is there a God? There is, but we don't know where. Or who. And, indeed, why.