It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly a scream pierced the air'. . . . Good writing takes enormous concentration.

Snowflakes fascinate me... Millions of them falling gently to the ground... And they say that no two of them are alike! Each one completely different from all the others... The last of the rugged individualists!

Nobody remembers who came in second.

Sometimes, when you walk by the home of the girl you love, you can see her standing by the window... She waves at you, and you wave back... But it's her grandmother.

Dear IRS, I am writing to cancel my subscription. Please remove my name from your mailing list.

I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! The answer is twelve? I think I'm in the wrong building.

Cartooning really is just designing.