I am not sure how much I would like being married if I wasn't married to him. A man who likes flea markets and isn't gay? I knew I was lucky.
You know that great car-stomach feeling when you fly over a hump? That was my whole body.
We don't create a fantasy world to escape reality. We create it to be able to stay.
Playing and fun are not the same thing, though when we grow up we may forget that and find ourselves mixing up playing with happiness. There can be a kind of amnesia about the seriousness of playing, especially when we played by ourselves.
Remember how you used to be able to feel your bed breathing and the walls spinning when you were a kid?
I started doing cartoons when I was about 21. I never thought I would be a cartoonist. It happened behind my back. I was always a painter and drawer.
The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.
Humor is such a wonderful thing, helping you realize what a fool you are but how beautiful that is at the same time.
You'll never call him Fifi again.
As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice on me help me I am disintigrating.
The strips are nearly effortless unless I am really emotionally upset, a wreck.
I was unable to sleep and I would stay up and draw these little cartoons. Then a friend showed them around. Before I knew it I was a cartoonist.
The point of the daily diary exercise is not to record what you already know about what happened to you in the last 24 hours. Instead, it’s an invitation to the back of your mind to come forward and reveal to you the perishable images about the day you didn’t notice you noticed at all.
But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?
I think of images as an immune system and a transit system.
I need to be cheered up a lot. I think funny people are people who need to be cheered up.
No matter what, expect the unexpected. And whenever possible BE the unexpected.
Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do not blame the drugs.
Race and class are the easiest divisions. It's very stupid
The happy ending is hardly important, though we may be glad its there. The real joy is knowing that if you felt the trouble in the story, your kingdom isnt dead.
Always watch the hands. The hands will tell you everything you need to know.
What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.
At the center of everything we call 'the arts,' and children call 'play,' is something which seems somehow alive.
I grew up in a house that had a whole lot of trouble. As much trouble as you could imagine.
When I work on a book, I usually start with a question. And I don't sit around and go "I need to write a book. What's a good question?" It will be a question that's just clanging around in my head.
This ability to exist in pieces is what some adults call resilience. And I suppose in some way it is a kind of resilience, a horrible resilience that makes adults believe children forget trauma.
Flies die in so many lonely places. -Roberta Rohbeson
You have to be willing to spend time making things for no known reason.
I do love to eavesdrop. It's inspirational, not only for subject matter but for actual dialogue, the way people talk.
Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.
Cartoonist was the weirdest name I finally let myself have. I would never say it. When I heard it I silently thought, what an awful word.
If you can stand to wait 24 hours before you decide the fate of what you have written - either good or bad - you're more likely to see that invisible thing that is invisible for the first few days in any new writing. We just can't know what all is in a sentence until there are several sentences to follow it. Pages of writing need more pages in order to be known, chapters need more chapters.
When an attractive but ALOOF ("cool") man comes along, there are some of us who offer to shine his shoes with our underpants. There are thousands of scientific concepts as to why this is so, and yes, yes, it's very sick but none of this helps.
I am about as detailed as a shadow.
The histories of vampires and people are not so different, really. How many of us can honestly see our own reflection?
I wasn't afraid to be laughed at or be loud.
A man who has been dead for a week in a hot trailer looks more like a man than you would first expect.
I found myself compelled, like this weird, shameful compulsion to draw cute animals.
You may be a lady but you are still the man!
I look crazy. I know I do. Been true since I was a kid!
The groove is so mysterious. We're born with it and we lose it and the world seems to split apart before our eyes into stupid and cool. When we get it back, the world unifies around us, and both stupid and cool fall away. I am grateful to those who are keepers of the groove. The babies and the grandmas who hang on to it and help us remember when we forget that any kind of dancing is better than no dancing at all.
I remember my comic strips being called "new wave." It bugged me.
Going on Letterman is like going off the high dive. It's exhilarating, but after a while it wasn't the kind of thrill I enjoyed.
My goal on my bucket list is to write a romantic comedy movie.
You can't know what a book is about until the very end. This is true of a book we're reading or writing.
I run a tight ship, but I try and make it seem like I'm not doing that at all.
In health we're doing the digestive system. We each got assigned a topic for an oral report. I got the small intestine. I swear to god I hate my life.
but paper and ink have conjuring abilities of their own. arrangements of lines and shapes, of letters and words on a series of pages make a world we can dwell and travel in.
what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?
These are very confusing times. For the first time in history a woman is expected to combine: intelligence with a sharp hairdo, a raised consciousness with high heels, and an open, nonsexist relationship with a tan guy who has a great bod.
are memories pictures or the secret doorway?
There was a beautiful time in the beginning when I just did it and didn't analyze the consequences, but I think that time ends in everyone's work.
In life there are always these things happening if you can just get the joke.
Sometimes, I think the only art left for us is slowly peeling the label off a beer bottle while somebody tells you about a dream they had.
The minute you understand racism, you're responsible for being racist. It's like eating from the tree of knowledge.
The radio was on and that was the first time I heard that song, the one I hate. Whenever I hear it all I can think of is that very day riding in the front seat with Lucy leaning against me and the smell of Juicy Fruit making me want to throw up. How can a song do that? Be like a net that catches a whole entire day, even a day whose guts you hate? You hear it and all of a sudden everything comes hanging back in front of you, all tangled up in that music.
something can only become an illusion after disillusionment. before that, it is something real. what caused the disillusionment? no one told me the print on the wall was just ink and paper and had no life of its own. at some point the cat stopped blinking, and i stopped thinking it could.
I do dumb stuff, like playing my favorite dumb Barry White song and lip-synching into the mirror so it looks like his voice is coming out of my mouth.
By the 6th grade I stopped doing ordinary things in front of people. It had been ordinary to sing, kids are singing all the time when they are little, but then something happens. It's not that we stop singing. I still sang. I just made sure I was alone when I did it. And I made sure I never did it accidentally. That thing we call 'bursting into song.' I believe this happens to most of us. We are still singing, but secretly and all alone.
I go to work the minute I open my eyes.
I've gotten a lot of livid letters about the awfulness of my work. I've never known what to make of it. Why do people bother to write if they hate what I do?
The thing that really struck me when I went to junior high was class. I grew up on a pretty poor street, but the school district I was in included some fine neighborhoods - so I got to know a couple of the kids from those places and went to their houses and experienced such culture shock.
If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.If you say "No! I don't want it right now," that's when you'll get it for sure. Love will make a way out of no way. Love is an exploding cigar which we willingly smoke.
I used to live a very social life and never spend much solitary time looking at birds or reading.
You keep seeing your picture on posters that you are missing but you're not. That'd be weird, right? Or say you look down at the sidewalk and earthworms are spelling your name. Or you open a peanut bag and the 'hello' is written in your writing on the inside of the shell. Would that weird ya?
I live in constant fear of being fired or dropped for that dark part of my work I can't control.
Love will make a way out of no way
If I didn't try to eavesdrop on every bus ride I take or look for the humor when I go for a walk, I would just be depressed all the time.
When you start to think of the arts as not this thing that is going to get you somewhere in terms of becoming an artist or becoming famous or whatever it is that people do, but rather a way of making being in the world not just bearable, but fascinating, then it starts to get interesting again.
gospel singing ... is the rawest, sweetest, uninhibited and exquisite sounds a person can make or hear. It isn't music, it's an entire experience you feel and live. A sound to rise you up again.
What year is it in your imagination?
We don’t create a fantasy world to escape reality, we create it to be able to stay. I believe we have always done this, used images to stand and understand what otherwise would be intolerable.
I listen like mad to any conversation taking place next to me just trying to hear why this is funny. Women's restrooms are especially great. I wash my hands twice waiting for people to come in and start talking.
The only reason we find structure in stories is because it's there naturally in human interaction, and in the way that people tell stories.
What if she stepped on a needle and it went right into her foot and Roberta would not feel it and the needle would rise and rise and rise through the veins leading up to the heart and then the needle would STAB HER IN THE HEART and Roberta would DIE and it would be VERY PAINFUL this according to nurse mother a medical expert on Freaky Ways to Croak... The mother shouted that she knew several people who died from the Rising Stab of the Unfelt Needle or RSUN she has seen cases of it many times and not ONE PERSON HAS SURVIVED IT.
If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.
Part of a horror movie has to be a bit fakey for me to really enjoy it. The new ones are so realistic that they distract me from the ride through the horror.
When we finish a book, why do we hold it in both hands and gaze at it as if it were somehow alive?
For horror movies, color is reassuring because, at least in older films, it adds to the fakey-ness.
If I had had me for a student I would have thrown me out of class immediately.
It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me
When you think about it, giving up your real personality is a small price to pay for the richness of living happily ever after with an actual man!
He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!
If I could only turn the etch-a-sketch of my life upside down.
The thing I call ‘my mind’ seems to be kind of like a landlord that doesn’t really know its tenants.
People think that whatever I put into strips has happened to me in my life.
Then how can you ever know about the beautiful goodness of Mud? How bad it wants to be things. How bad it wants to get on your legs and arms and take your footprints and handprints and how bad it wants you to make it alive! Mud is always ready to play with you. Seriously you should try it!
