“Many of my cartoons are not a belly laugh. I go for nostalgia, the lump in the throat, the tear in the eye, the tug in the heart.”

I don’t just try to be funny.

Today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.

A hug is like a boomerang – you get it back right away.

Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m stranded in the wrong time where love is just a lyric in a children’s rhyme

I didn’t always spell my name Bil. My parents named me Bill, but when I started drawing cartoons on the wall, they knocked the ‘L’ out of me.

OF COURSE I’d like to be the ideal mother. But I’m too busy raising children.

Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present.

I think it’s a novelty for cartoon characters to cross over into another strip or panel occasionally.

On radio and television, magazines and the movies, you can’t tell what you’re going to get. When you look at the comic page, you can usually depend on something acceptable by the entire family.

Time goes by at such a pace,it’s funny how it’s easy to forget her face

God put Santa Claus on earth to remind us that Christmas is ‘sposed to be a happy time.

In Roslyn, Pennsylvania, we started our real-life family circus. They provided the inspiration for my cartoons. I provided the perspiration.

Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I’m getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you’re gonna let me in I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

When I was in high school at Northeast Catholic in Philadelphia in the late ’30s, I found that drawing caricatures of the teachers and satirizing the events in the school, then having them published in our school magazine, got me some notoriety.

A peaceful home is as sacred a place as any chapel or cathedral.

I never studied art, but taught myself to draw by imitating the New Yorker cartoonists of that day, instead of doing my homework.

My wife is always trying to get rid of me. The other day she told me to put the garbage out. I said to her I already did. She told me to go and keep an eye on it.

Imagination is the eye of the soul.

Keep your eyes open to your mercies. The man who forgets to be thankful has fallen asleep in life.

It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.

You don’t look them in the eye and stop. Half the time, you’re listening, half the time, you are ignoring them.

The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.

I could do no wrong in my mother’s eyes from the day I was born. My fans bought her a very nice house in San Antonio, and she has a great life.

But to find your wife laughing when you had tears in your eyes, or staring when you were in a fit of laughter, would go some way towards a dissolution of the marriage.