No man with a conscience can just bat out illustrations. He's got to put all his talent and feeling into them!

If there was sadness in this creative world of mine, it was a pleasant sadness. If there were problems, they were humorous problems.

Travel is like a tonic to me. It's more than just getting away from the studio for a brief rest. I need it to recharge my batteries.

I work from fatigue to fatigue at my age there's only so much daylight left.

I learned to draw everything except glamorous women. No matter how much I tried to make them look sexy, they always ended up looking silly... or like somebody's mother.

I'll never have enough time to paint all the pictures I'd like to.

I used to sit in the studio with a copy of the (Saturday Evening) Post laid across my knees ... And then I'd conjure up a picture of myself as a famous illustrator and gloat over it, putting myself in various happy situations, surrounded by admiring females, deferred to by office flunkies at the magazines, wined and dined by the editor.