What year is it in your imagination?

The minute you understand racism, you're responsible for being racist. It's like eating from the tree of knowledge.

I was unable to sleep and I would stay up and draw these little cartoons. Then a friend showed them around. Before I knew it I was a cartoonist.

are memories pictures or the secret doorway?

I am not sure how much I would like being married if I wasn't married to him. A man who likes flea markets and isn't gay? I knew I was lucky.

These are very confusing times. For the first time in history a woman is expected to combine: intelligence with a sharp hairdo, a raised consciousness with high heels, and an open, nonsexist relationship with a tan guy who has a great bod.

I run a tight ship, but I try and make it seem like I'm not doing that at all.