“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.”

Mommy would never divorce Daddy. He’s just like one of the family.

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.

Every stage of education begins with childhood. That is why the most educated person on earth so much resembles a child.

To begin your commitment to new perceptions, start by paying attention to attack thoughts toward yourself and others.

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.

It is a common mistake in going to war to begin at the wrong end, to act first, and wait for disasters to discuss the matter.

Reading something from beginning to end. That is reading with love.

From the moment fear begins I have ceased to fear.

Catch the light and begin again.

When my world grows dark I remember: Every light begins with a spark.