Watching everyone root through their psyche, it just delights me. Especially R. Crumb's stuff.

I suppose that a lifetime spent hiding one's erotic truth could have a cumulative renunciatory effect. Sexual shame is in itself a kind of death.

I just have this sort of entrepreneurial spirit and I work really hard at promoting myself.

Was Daedalus really stricken with grief when Icarus fell into the sea? Or just disappointed by the design failure

And partly, the worst thing you could do in my family was need something from someone. So physical strength represented an avenue of self-sufficiency to me.

Even drawing gray hair at all is difficult to render in black and white.

It's a hard thing to age a character because you can't really suddenly give someone gray hair.

If it weren't for the unconventionality of my desires, my mind might never have been forced to reckon with my body.

I'll watch a movie only if it meets the following criteria: 1. It has to have at least two women in it. 2. Who talk to each other. 3. About something besides a man.

It's our very capacity for self-consciousness that makes us self-destructive!

The writing is hard, and the drawing is fun. It's very satisfying to see a drawing start to come together.

Trust your instincts above all else. They are byproducts of natural laws and do not sway to your whims, worries and wonders.

Think not so much of what you lack as of what you have: but of the things that you have, select the best, and then reflect on how eagerly you would have sought them if you did not have them.

The one thing I’ve always had going for me was people’s low expectations. Nobody ever expects a whole hell of a lot from me.

The performance on the stage has its reasons in the performance induced in thousands of separate minds and this second performance is no less prodigious than the first.

Take a walk on the wild side.

I don't know a man on this Earth who can outwork me.

Instead of expending time to train yourself not to be afraid of snakes, avoid them altogether.

The way you would know if someone is famous in the art world is that you would ask your mother. My mother knows who Picasso was. She knows who Warhol was.

To ask the proper question is half of knowing.

Both success and struggle are different kinds of trauma.