I never studied art, but taught myself to draw by imitating the New Yorker cartoonists of that day, instead of doing my homework.

I don't have to come up with a ha-ha belly laugh every day, but drawings with warmth and love or ones that put a lump in the throat. That's more important to me than a laugh.

We are, in the comics, the last frontier of good, wholesome family humor and entertainment.

I think it's a novelty for cartoon characters to cross over into another strip or panel occasionally.

In Roslyn, Pennsylvania, we started our real-life family circus. They provided the inspiration for my cartoons. I provided the perspiration.

I didn't always spell my name Bil. My parents named me Bill, but when I started drawing cartoons on the wall, they knocked the 'L' out of me.

I don't just try to be funny.