When life gives you lemons, chunk it right back.

It seems the less I do and say, the better everyone likes my work!

I keep forgetting that rules are only for little nice people.

There are no restrictions of taste, approach, or subject matter. The gatekeepers are gone, so the prospect for new and different voices is exciting. Or at least it will be if anyone reads them. And it will be even more exciting if anyone pays for them. It's hard to charge admission without a gate.

Instead of asking what's wrong with rampant consumerism, we ought to be asking, 'What justifies it?' Popular art does not have to pander to the lowest level of intelligence and taste.

It's going to be a grim day when the world is run by a generation that doesn't know anything but what it's seen on TV.

The way Calvin's brain is wired, you can almost hear the fuses blowing.