All I Wanted Was To Be Straight

All I Liked To Do When I Was A Kid Was Draw. My Childhood Was Like My Adult Life: Drawing Pictures With My Brother, Putting The Comics Up On The Glass Window, And Tracing The Characters Onto Tracing Paper Or Drawing Paper And Then Coloring Them. That And Making Things Was All We Ever Did.

If Life Is So Critical, If Anne Frank Could Die, If My Friend Could Die, Children Were As Vulnerable As Adults, And That Gave Me A Secret Purpose To My Work, To Make Them Live. Because I Wanted To Live. I Wanted To Grow Up.

I Never Set Out To Write Books For Children. I Don't Have A Feeling That I'm Gonna Save Children Or My Life Is Devoted.

It Is Such An Abundance Of Idiocy That You Lose Courage. That You Lose Hope. I Don't Want To Lose Hope. I Get Through Every Day. I'm Pretty Good. I Work. I Sleep. I Sing. I Walk.

William Blake Really Is Important, My Cornerstone. Nobody Ever Told Me Before He Did That Childhood Was Such A Damned Serious Business.