Neither mine nor other people's prospects seem particularly pleasing just at the moment, and I have fantasies of going to Iceland, never to return. As it is, I tell myself not to remember the past, not to hope or fear for the future, and not to think in the present, a comprehensive program that will undoubtedly have very little success.

Books, Cats, Life is Good.

More is happening out there than we are aware of. It is possibly due to some unknown direful circumstance.

There are so many things we've been brought up to believe that it takes you an awfully long time to realize that they aren't you.

I tend to be rather inconsequential and trail off.

God knows, there's enough to worry about without worrying about worrying about things.

If something doesn't creep into a drawing that you're not prepared for, you might as well not have drawn it.