My Monsters Were Lovable Monsters. I Gave

There Were Very Strict Social Conventions, And You Adhered To It, And I Think It Gave You A Lot Of Character. When A Man Said Something, He Meant It. He Wasn't Kidding Around. There Were No Jokes Involved. Nobody Was In The Mood To Joke Unless You Hit A Guy With A Baseball Bat.

There Are People That I Didn't Like, But I Saw Them Suffer And It Changed Me. I Promised Myself That I Would Never Tell A Lie, Never Hurt Another Human Being, And I Would Try To Make The World As Positive As I Could.

I Achieved Perfection, My Type Of Perfection - Visual Storytelling. Storytelling Was My Style.

I Admired Anybody Who Could Make A Buck With His Drawing.

I'm Not Interested In The Ego Trip Of Creating Or Not Creating. I'm Interested In Selling A Magazine. Rock-bottom, I Sell Magazines. I'm A Thorough Professional Who Does His Job.