The Magic Of Childhood Is The Strangeness

Oh, Please Don't Go — We'll Eat You Up — We Love You So!

If You're Making It Up, Make It Up Good. And Then Believe In What You Made Up.

I Don't Believe In An Afterlife But I Still Fully Expect To See My Brother Again.

God, I Had Great People In My Life.

I Was Sickly As A Child And Gravitated To Books And Drawing. During My Early Teen Years, I Spent Hundreds Of Hours At My Window, Sketching Neighborhood Children At Play. I Sketched And Listened, And Those Notebooks Became The Fertile Field Of My Work Later On. There Is Not A Book I Have Written Or A Picture I Have Drawn That Does Not, In Some Way, Owe Them Its Existence.