At one time Tribune Syndicate emptied out their storeroom. They put tables full of original cartoons down in the lobby and said take one if you want one. The comics were simply a burden to them.

Laughter is the brush that sweeps away the cobwebs of your heart.

Seven days without laughter makes one weak.

You learn just by trying and experimenting. By the time I was 14, I had my own comic strip in the Kansas City paper.

You taught me to be nice, so nice that now I am so full of niceness, I have no sense of right and wrong, no outrage, no passion.

When I draw, I rule the world.

When I introduced a black soldier, Lt. Flap, in 1971, the Stars and Stripes banned the strip. They were having racial problems and thought it would increase the tensions.