My dog was with me all the time. I talked to my dog. She was my best buddy. I shared all my secrets with her, but I don't think I every really tried jokes out with the dog.

Because the majority of my readers are women, I feel that one public service I can provide to them is to spread the message of regular mammograms and early detection within the strip.

Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.

When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.

Food, love, career, and mothers, the four major guilt groups.

I was going to sip on a diet soda, but a little voice convinced me I needed the extra calcium from a cup of hot chocolate.

The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.

Imagine my surprise when, after a lifetime of teaching me to keep personal things to myself, Mom insisted my drawings were the start of a comic strip for millions of people to enjoy.

Each of us wages a private battle each day between the grand fantasies we have for ourselves and what actually happens.

Defy your own group. Rebel against yourself.

Every time I get something under control in my own life, the world provides more material.

There's no shame in honest suffering, my dear.

Expect to change yourself in order to change your life experience.

Few things tend more to alienate friendship than a want of punctuality in our engagements. I have known the breach of a promise to dine or sup to break up more than one intimacy.

Let's agree then . . . if you're about to come to a conclusion, you'll head off in another direction. You might even find your own voice.

I'm not worried about repeating myself - I'm more worried that I'd just get bored.

In Lake Wobegon, we don't forget mistakes.

Two of the cruelest, most primitive punishments our town deals out to those who have fallen from favor are the empty mailbox and the silent telephone.

The rules are simple and easily understood by anyone who has once seen the game, but to the totally uninitiated they appear to be hopelessly unintelligible.

Words are the dress of thoughts; which should no more be presented in rags, tatters, and dirt than your person should.

I am a tip-top starlet. That is my job that I am paid to do.