The cartooning was always just an abstraction. It was an income. It was making me famous. It was allowing me to go and do other things that I'd wanted to do.

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.

The difficult people who we encounter can be our greatest teachers.

The Advanced Level is Mastery of the Basics

I do not have deep theological understanding or opinion, but I do not read the Bible as the literal word of God.

A hero is someone who over and over does the right thing even though no one is there to witness it.

Writing is an act of generosity toward other people.

I have four or five ideas that just keep floating around and I want to kind of just let one - like a beautiful butterfly, let it land somewhere.

One's life is more formed, I sometimes think, by books than by human beings: it is out of books one learns about love and pain at second hand.

You can't take up all the music bins at a CD retail outlet with Spice Girls CDs and leave nothing for the Joan Jett catalogue.

I like to remind myself, as a parent, that God holds me responsible to, not for, my children!

I don't know nothing about no jungle and bass.