Maybe We're All Cabinets Of Wonders.

I Love Illustrating For Other Writers Because I Am Given Stories I Never Would Have Thought Of, And My Work As An Illustrator Is Always In Support Of The Story.

I Like To Imagine That The World Is One Big Machine. You Know, Machines Never Have Any Extra Parts. They Have The Exact Number And Type Of Parts They Need. So I Figure If The Entire World Is A Big Machine, I Have To Be Here For Some Reason. And That Means You Have To Be Here For Some Reason, Too.

As I Look Out At All Of You Gathered Here, I Want To Say That I Don't See A Room Full Of Parisians In Top Hats And Diamonds And Silk Dresses. I Don't See Bankers And Housewives And Store Clerks. No. I Address You All Tonight As You Truly Are: Wizards, Mermaids, Travelers, Adventurers, And Magicians. You Are The True Dreamers.

Time Can Play All Sorts Of Tricks On You. In The Blink Of An Eye, Babies Appear In Carriages, Coffins Disappear Into The Ground, Wars Are Won And Lost, And Children Transform, Like Butterflies, Into Adults.

My House Had Suddenly Turned Into A Hospital Ward.