I caught a cold and didn't have time to work on my autobiography.

I took my courage in both hands and went to the Laundromat to do my washing. I had to use three machines.

I wish my work would be recognized by a larger crowd of people as more art than be stuck with the cartoonist label for the rest of my life.

It's not because I'm lucky. I work very hard.

I quit comics because I got completely sick of it. I was drawing comics all the time and didn't have the time or energy to do anything else. That got to me in the end.

What we did not imagine was a Web of people, but a Web of documents.