Many of my cartoons are not a belly laugh. I go for nostalgia, the lump in the throat, the tear in the eye, the tug in the heart.

Yesterday's the past, tomorrow's the future, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.

A hug is like a boomerang - you get it back right away.

Today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.

They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.

A peaceful home is as sacred a place as any chapel or cathedral.

Goal begins with "GO."

We are, in the comics, the last frontier of good, wholesome family humor and entertainment.

I don't have to come up with a ha-ha belly laugh every day, but drawings with warmth and love or ones that put a lump in the throat. That's more important to me than a laugh.

I think it's a novelty for cartoon characters to cross over into another strip or panel occasionally.

I never studied art, but taught myself to draw by imitating the New Yorker cartoonists of that day, instead of doing my homework.

I love to go the library to borrow books. But I also enjoyed buying books to create my sacred library.

Everyday something unexpected happened. Everyday was exciting. Everyday was a misadventure.

When one was full of energy and enthusiasm the world was an apple, the future was way beyond the horizon and only the present was pertinent.

The reason we want to go on and on is because we live in an impoverished present.

One in four corporations doesn't pay any taxes.

My main reader was my wife Sheila, and I haven't written a lot since she died.

My melon soul Crushed by your Gallagher of apathy

I can't even find the perfect brush so I can paint what's going through my mind. Racing 'gainst myself but I'm a couple steps behind.

When I was in my early teens, I remember coming to the conclusion that your life never ends.

somehow, with the passage of time, and the dealines that life imposes, surrending became the right thing to do