It's never too late to have a happy childhood.

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 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.

Keep in mind that in 1985, I had a potential readership of over 50 million Americans. At that time, a good portion of those were under 30.

If nothing is serious anymore, then there's nothing to satirize.

It's not terribly dignified to have anyone seeing one laugh at one's own material.

I grew up in Los Angeles and always wished I'd spent a childhood in a far different place.