The satiric ethos of Mad was a much bigger childhood influence.

I grew to resent the way my father treated his furniture like children, and his children like furniture.

Autobiographical comics, I love them. I love them.

It was a vicious cycle, though. The more gratification we found in our own geniuses, the more isolated we grew.

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

Grief takes many forms, including the absence of grief

I don't know how anyone gets anything done in New York City. I vastly prefer living in the country. I just need a lot of quiet and solitude, and I'm so easily distracted. I mean, the Internet is enough to deal with.