Our Dreams Make Us Large.

Nobody Ever Asked Me To Do Anything. Nobody Knew What To Do. When Comics Were Brand New, Nobody Knew What Kind Of Comics To Make. So You Were Mostly On Your Own.

If A Carpenter Makes A Chair That's Comfortable For The Person Who's Going To Sit In It, He's Done His Job. If A Train Engineer Gets A Train In On Time, He's Going To Make Someone Happy Who's Waiting At The Station. And If An Artist Draws The Kind Of A Picture That People Are Going To Enjoy Looking At, Or He Makes A Visual Story Which People Are Going To Enjoy Reading, He's Done His Job.

Nobody Ever Wrote A Story For Me. I Told In Every Story What Was Really Inside My Gut, And It Came Out That Way. My Stories Began To Get Noticed Because The Average Reader Could Associate With Them.

My Own Son Feels I'm Uncool But My Grandson Loves Me. Being Cool Or Uncool Is A Generational Thing. But As A Personal Thing, I Really Love Everybody In Sight.

Of Course, Mothers Were Very Conventional, Everything Was Very Conventional. You Had To Have Approval.