Not everything in life can be interpreted metaphorically; that's because things fall out on the way.

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.

A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and rain, but I don't think so; I think it is just going to go on and on, coming down, until the whole world...etc. It has that look.

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

I realize that homosexuality is a serious problem for anyone who is - but then, of course, heterosexuality is a serious problem for anyone who is, too. And being a man is a serious problem and being a woman is, too. Lots of things are problems.

All the things you can talk about in anyone's work are the things that are least important.

If you're doing nonsense it has to be rather awful, because there'd be no point. I'm trying to think if there's sunny nonsense. Sunny, funny nonsense for children — oh, how boring, boring, boring. As Schubert said, there is no happy music. And that's true, there really isn't. And there's probably no happy nonsense, either.