Irony Can Elude The Genius Among Us,

I Will Go To My Grave In A State Of Abject Endless Fascination That We All Have The Capacity To Become Emotionally Involved With A Personality That Doesn't Exist.

Some Of Us Find Our Lives Abridged Even Before The Paperback Comes Out.

I Drew The Last Image Ever Of Opus At Midnight While Puccini Was Playing And I Got Rather Stupid. Thirty Years. A Bit Like Saying Goodbye To A Child - Which Is Ironic Because I Was Never, Never Sentimental About Him As Many Of His Fans Were.

I Started As A News Photographer At The University Of Texas' Daily Texan.

The Universe Throws Us Some Obvious Little Pitches Sometimes, And We Need To Be Awake Enough Not To Let Them Slip By.