For me, it's been liberating to put myself in the mind of a fictitious six year-old each day, and rediscover my own curiosity. I've been amazed at how one idea leads to others if I allow my mind to play and wander.

In a culture that relentlessly promotes avarice and excess as the good life, a person happy doing his own work is usually considered an eccentric, if not a subversive.

Your fingernails are a joke, you've got no fangs, you can't see at night, your pink hides are ridiculous, your reflexes are nil, and you don't even have tails! Of course people aren't content! ... Now if tigers weren't content, that would be something to wonder about.

Talking with you is sort of the conversational equivalent of an out of body experience.

I don't enjoy lettering very much, but that's the way I write and that belongs in the strip because the strip is a reflection of me.

Why waste time learning, when ignorance is instantaneous?

I learned about what I love. Imagination, deep friendship, animals, family, the natural world, ideas and ideals ... and silliness.