I'm crying because out there he's gone, but he's not gone inside me.

I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.

I wasn't having any luck getting accepted anyway and it forced me to re-examine what it was that I really wanted to do. In my experience in political cartooning, I was never one of those people who read the headlines and foams at the mouth with rabid opinion that I've just got to get down on paper.

The secret to happiness is short-term, stupid self-interest!

I write separately from the inking up. I'm sure this varies from cartoonist to cartoonist; I find that the writing is the hard part and the drawing is the fun part.

If you've got more ambiguous characters or stock stereotypes, the plastic comes through and they don't work as well.

Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.