I started doing cartoons when I was about 21. I never thought I would be a cartoonist. It happened behind my back. I was always a painter and drawer.

When you start to think of the arts as not this thing that is going to get you somewhere in terms of becoming an artist or becoming famous or whatever it is that people do, but rather a way of making being in the world not just bearable, but fascinating, then it starts to get interesting again.

It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me

As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice on me help me I am disintigrating.

When we finish a book, why do we hold it in both hands and gaze at it as if it were somehow alive?

He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!

I think of images as an immune system and a transit system.