The Past Is What Makes Now Like

In The Arts, People Are Always Waiting For Someone Or Some Movement To "fulfill Her/its/his Promise." Then, Half-a-dozen Or A Dozen Years On, Others Begin To Realize That, Really, Something Extraordinary Was Actually Happening.

I Think A 23-page Ordinary Comic Is An Investment For The Artist, But If You're Doing Something 60 To 104 Pages, That's A Really Big Investment For An Artist. So Unless You've Got Someone Who Wants To Pay You While You're Doing It Or Up Front, It's Kind Hard To Get Someone To Do That With You, Unless You're The Artist Yourself.

It Is Easier To Argue That Something Nobody Believes In Actually Exists Than It Is To Argue That Something Everybody Believes In Is Unreal.

It's Only ... When We're Stripped Of Purpose That We Know Who We Are.

Do You Know How Hard It Is To Make A Home?... That's Something That A Woman Does From Inside Herself. You Do It In The Face Of All Sorts Of Opposition. Husbands Are Very Appreciative When It Works Out Well. But They're Not That Anxious To Help. It's Understandable. They Don't Know How.