It Was A Dark And Stormy Night.

When They [visitors To His Studio:] Learn About The Six-week Daily-strip Deadline And The 12-week Sunday-page Deadline, A Visitor Almost Never Fails To Remark: "gee, You Could Work Real Hard, Couldn't You, And Get Several Months Ahead And Then Take The Time Off?" Being, As I Said, A Slow Learner, It Took Me Until Last Year To Realize What An Odd Statement That Really Is. You Don't Work All Of Your Life To Do Something So You Don't Have To Do It.

This Is My Depressed Stance. When You're Depressed, It Makes A Lot Of Difference How You Stand. The Worst Thing You Can Do Is Straighten Up And Hold Your Head High Because Then You'll Start To Feel Better. If You're Going To Get Any Joy Out Of Being Depressed, You've Got To Stand Like This.

It Just Seems That If You Hang On For A While Longer, There Is Always Something Bright Around The Corner, Or The Dark Clouds Will Go Away And There Will Be Sunshine Again.

Wouldn't It Be Nice If Our Lives Were Like Vcrs , And We Could 'fast Forward' Through The Crummy Times?

Are You Upset Little Friend? Have You Been Lying Awake Worrying? Well, Don't Worry...i'm Here. The Flood Waters Will Recede, The Famine Will End, The Sun Will Shine Tomorrow, And I Will Always Be Here To Take Care Of You.