Actually the copies of characters is something I don't particularly like to talk about in articles but just for your information, most characters there's only one.

(Lisa Henson about her father) He admired the job of the man who walks along the road picking up trash with a long stick. He thought that guy had a great job, walking along with a stick, enjoying the road, and doing only good in the world, with hundreds of small actions.

There was a little afternoon show that was called Afternoon. Back in those days in television, most local stations had a midday show for housewives that had a series of things. It was like a variety show for midday.

We see with our eyes. We know with our hearts. Outside...Inside.

I don't know exactly where ideas come from, it's just a matter of us figuring out how to receive the ideas waiting to be heard.

Only time can heal your broken heart. Just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.

The most sophisticated people I know - inside they are all children.