I knew I was weird by the time I was four. I knew I wasn't like other boys. I knew I was more fearful. I didn't like the rough and tumble most boys were into. I knew I was a sissy.

The fine-art world knows very little about the cartoon world.

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

Drawing is a way for me to articulate things inside myself that I can't otherwise grasp.

I felt so painfully isolated that I vowed I would get revenge on the world by becoming a famous cartoonist.

When I listen to old music, that's one of the few times that I actually have a kind of love for humanity.

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.