I guess I didn't enjoy drawing very much. It was like homework.

Hey kids, while you're out smashing the state keep a smile on your lips and a song in your hearts.

I still can't spend a lot of money on records at collector prices. There's something in me that just won't allow me to do that. But I will trade my artwork, which I know is worth thousands of dollars.

I lose patience with long stories. I get people who go, "Crumb, do some long stories, do a graphic novel." Novel-schmovel.

I couldn't find any good pictures in magazines of ordinary modern street corners in America, so I persuaded this guy I knew in Sacramento - Stanley Something-or-other - to spend a day with me driving around just to take snapshots.

Yeah, I was a child of American popular culture.

The work itself is what motivates me. I like my own stuff, you know? I like the way it looks. I do it to please myself first.