Theres something about most phobias where theres a tiny, tiny corner where you think this really actually could happen.

Grime is not like messiness or some fingerprints on a cabinet; it takes a long time to accumulate.

I had the impression in art school that cartooning was thought of as a lesser art than painting because cartoons are reproduced, so the "work" is not the single thing like a painting, but instead is the reproduced image.

I noticed that I used to go to second hand shops and flea markets and find funny, cute things, but now I go into those stores, and I think, This is dead people's stuff. This is all, like, somebody cleaned out their parents' house, and I don't want any of it. If I didn't want it from my parents, I don't want it from your parents.

You could pray all you want that you have a massive stroke while you're working and die, but possibly that won't happen, and you'll be in this bed, and somebody's going to have to clean you up.

I think maybe to survive, I mean to just get through the day - I'm not saying that everything is hilariously funny.

Theres something about most phobias where theres a tiny, tiny corner where you think this really actually could happen.