What's This? That Little Red-haired Girl Dropped

Do You Have Your Own Room, Charlie Brown?" "oh, Yes... I Have A Very Nice Room." "i Hope You Realize That You Won't Always Have Your Own Room... Someday You'll Get Drafted Or Something, And You'll Have To Leave Your Room Forever!" "why Do You Tell Me Things Like That?" "it's On A List I've Made Up For You... I Call It, Things You Might As Well Know!

Nobody Gave Me What I Wanted For My Birthday! Nobody! What Sort Of Presents Do You Call These? New Shoes, A Green Sweater And A Bunch Of Stupid Toys!" "what Were You Expecting?" "real Estate!

How Can We Lose When We're So Sincere?

I Am Not Concerned With Simply Surviving. I Am Very Concerned About Improving. I Start Each Day By Examining Yesterday's Work And Looking For Areas Where I Can Improve. I Am Always Trying To Draw The Characters Better, And Trying To Design Each Panel Somewhat In The Manner A Painter Would Treat His Canvas.

Well, I Know About Loneliness. I Won't Talk About It, But I Was Very Lonely After The War. I Know What It Feels Like To Spend A Whole Weekend All By Yourself And No One Wants You At All.