Liberal, shmiberal. That should be a new word. Shmiberal: one who is assumed liberal, just because he’s a professional whiner in the newspaper.
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More Berkeley Breathed Quotes
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A turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird… a social being… capable of actual affection… nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.
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It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.
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I don’t get fan mail. It disappeared with the digital revolution.
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I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards.
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My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
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And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.
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A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!
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Some of us find our lives abridged even before the paperback comes out.
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Cartooning is about deconstruction: you gotta tear something down to make a joke.
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The universe throws us some obvious little pitches sometimes, and we need to be awake enough not to let them slip by.
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I happen to think nearly everybody – especially those one might find in the odd issue of ‘People’ magazine, including me – is frightfully boring, especially me. And Tom Cruise. Tom and I are alike in only this way.
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The cartooning was always just an abstraction. It was an income. It was making me famous. It was allowing me to go and do other things that I’d wanted to do.
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I can say that even in the midst of my most cynical comic stripping: Opus shone through with a bit of heart, anchoring the ugly proceedings with a comforting pull of emotion.
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I could draw Bloom County with my nose and pay my cleaning lady to write it, and I’d bet I wouldn’t lose 10% of my papers over the next twenty years. Such is the nature of comic-strips. Once established, their half-life is usually more than nuclear waste.
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I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child – which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.
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