If I had rolled along with the strip's popularity and repeated myself for another five, 10 or 20 years, the people now "grieving" for "Calvin and Hobbes" would be wishing me dead.
Hey Susie Derkins, is that your face, or is a 'possum stuck in your collar?
I'll bet my autopsy reveals my mouth is too big.
Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery.
I let my mind wander and it didn't come back.
Calvin: Know what I pray for? Hobbes: What? Calvin: The strength to change what I can, the inability to accept what I can't, and the incapacity to tell the difference.