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

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

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.

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.

We are, in the comics, the last frontier of good, wholesome family humor and entertainment.

They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.

Lovesick, bitter and hardened heart. Aching, waiting for life to start

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.

I don’t just try to be funny.

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

The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or joy.

It made me perfectly happy with my own company and perhaps was good conditioning for the protracted solitude of writing books as slowly as I do.

The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in atime of pain or of joy.

I’m still happy with the way Einstein’s Dreams came out. That book came out of a single inspiration. I really felt like I was not creating the words, that I was hearing the words.

I gotta keep busy. I’m not happy unless I’m working on two, three things.

There are two things that I get a lot of pleasure from in my life, and that is, doing what I know how to do well – that really makes me happy.

I’m not “happy” but I’m not unhappy about it.

You want to have fun but you also want to work well. Sometimes I was quite happy at Ferrari, because we would have fun, but then they could not stop having fun and go back to the real work.