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I like to feel that what I'm doing portrays this: a family where there is love between mother, father and the kids. It's a subject that is near and dear to me.
The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.
What goes on between a father and a son, which is usually such a private matter, is that they are able to be honest with each other, and be honest with me, as a director. It's just remarkable.
Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
I've never seen bad drawing destroy a good idea. On the other hand, I've never seen a good drawing save a bad idea.
I do think that it's a dysfunctional relationship between columnists and commentators, because they both seem to hate each other, like a terrible marriage.
You have to learn to fight for things, to bear the burden and have a life which does not in any way correspond to other peoples' lives.
People drain me, even the closest of friends, and I find loneliness to be the best state in the union to live in.
This life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed with a desire to change his bed.
