In the last analysis sound judgment will prevail.

Sometimes in politics one must duel with skunks, but no one should be fool enough to allow skunks to choose the weapons.

But if I'm going to cause somebody else discomfort by my actions, then I should probably modify my actions toward them to make them as comfortable as possible.

I grew up in a military family, and there's something about that military-style uniform, all cleaned up, a brutal control effort the military necessarily breeds.

The second we see somebody on the street or meet someone, we make snap judgments about them, about who they are and why we wouldn't necessarily sit with them or why we would or what's cool or not cool.

I don't want to wait more than a year and a half or two years between books.

I'm just trying to portray what I find ironic or humorous.

As soon as I can afford a studio space, I'll paint again.

I am too old for an eyebrow piercing but too young for an eyebrow lift.

I hope to actually get back to painting someday... soon. I sort of transitioned into cartooning from painting.

I imagine I'll continue on doing it for many years to come.

I just don't want anyone messing around with my pure smoking pleasure.

I just thought I'd take a break from publishing for a while.

I wanted to be a painter.

I was doing illustration work, and the cartooning slowly took over.

It's just something that's sort of funny, sort of not.

Milkmen seem so wholesome, and there's no way anybody can be that wholesome.

Now interpersonal politics... that's what it's all about.

People are essentially red meat. They are.

People are going to behave however the social norms permit, and beyond that.