I've Never Met A Cartoonist Who Isn't

I've Been Around A Long Time And I've Found That These Forms, Whether It's The Cartoon, Or Whether It's A Play, Or All These Dying Forms Refuse To Die. Something Happens To Rejuvenate Them And It Will Certainly Happen To The Political Cartoon. It Will Come Back. But Whether It's On The Internet, Or Whether It's In Some Other Form, However That Works, Whether It Looks The Way It Looks Now, Or Entirely Different, I Have No Idea. And Thank God I Don't Have To Worry About It.

Artists Can Color The Sky Red Because They Know It's Blue. Those Of Us Who Aren't Artists Must Color Things The Way They Really Are Or People Might Think We're Stupid.

I Told The Doctor I Was Overtired, Anxiety-ridden, Compulsively Active, Constantly Depressed, With Recurring Fits Of Paranoia. Turns Out I'm Normal.

I Didn't Have A Job. Employers Were Afraid Of Losing Their Reputations. I Didn't Have A Reputation. I Had Zilch. So, I Had The Freedom, Which Unemployment Gives You, And That Was To Behave As Badly As I Believed I Should Under The Circumstances. And The Circumstances Were Quite Awful.

When You Do The Kind Of Work I Do, Everything Is Challenging, But Probably The Most Challenging Thing Is Getting Up In The Morning And Getting On With It Because It's So Easy To Stay In Bed And Not Get On With It.