My post-child period resulted in one instant change: I write shorter books for kids.

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

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.

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.

Climate Change is a bit like our advanced societies. Too late to "fix." The only choice left is that we adapt to what we've created.

Imagination is the politics of dreams

When you conquer fear, you unleash a greater power from within you.

In my experience, "what the hell" is generally the most interesting decision.

Harbour love, not hate - don't let it contaminate your heart and conceal your beauty.

When a man sleeps he is shut up within the narrow activities of his physical life. He lives, but he knows not the varied relations of his life to his surroundings, - therefore he knows not himself.

In the beginning, there was house. In the end, there was house, and in the middle, there is Axwell

Most of us spend so much time thinking about where we have been or where we are supposed to be going that we have a hard time recognizing where we actually are.

Wherever there is animal worship, there is human sacrifice.

Better not to give in to it.