Perfectionists Are Their Own Devils.

An Artist Has To Be Humble, An Editor Must Be Officious, And A Publisher Must Be Somewhere Out In The Galaxy Enjoying Godhood. It Was A Caste System, Pure And Simple. And It Was Accepted That Way. Nobody Thought Of Contracts, Nobody Thought Of Insisting On Better Deals.

I Was Happy Because I Made Enough Money To Give To My Parents. I Made Enough Money To Get Married On. I Made Enough Money To Enjoy Myself A Little More Than I Would Have If I Didn't Have Enough Money.

I Feel That Every Professional Is The Art School For The Next Guy. I Feel That Maybe A Lot Of The Dynamism In My Own Work, Having Been Felt By The Rest Of The Artists, They'll React To It And Put Elements Of That In Their Own Work, Feeling That It'll Help It.

It's Not In The Draftsmanship, It's In The Man. Like I Say, A Tool Is Dead. A Brush Is A Dead Object. It's In The Man. If You Want To Do It, You Do It.

My Ambition Was Always To Be A Perfect Picture Of An American.