I was reading about how countless species are being pushed toward extinction by man's destruction of forests. . . . Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.

I've been thinking Hobbes" "On a weekend?" "Well, it wasn't on purpose

Verbing weirds language.

The truth is, most of us discover where we are headed when we arrive.

Hello Dad! It is now three in the morning. Do you know where I am?

For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray. And that is how I got to where I find myself today.

In the right hands, a comic strip attains a beauty and elegance that, really, I would put against any other art.