Christmas Is Doing A Little Something Extra

Who Are You Writing To, Linus?" "this Is The Time Of Year To Write To The Great Pumpkin. On Halloween Night, The Great Pumpkin Rises Out Of His Pumpkin Patch And Flies Through The Air With His Bag Of Toys For All The Children!" "you Must Be Crazy! When Are You Going To Stop Believing In Something That Isn't True?" "when *you* Stop Believing In That Fellow With A Red Suit And The White Beard Who Goes, 'ho, Ho, Ho!'" "we're Obviously Separated By Denominational Differences.

A Cartoonist Is Someone Who Has To Draw The Same Thing Day After Day Without Repeating Himself.

I Am Not Concerned With Simply Surviving. I Am Very Concerned About Improving. I Start Each Day By Examining Yesterday's Work And Looking For Areas Where I Can Improve. I Am Always Trying To Draw The Characters Better, And Trying To Design Each Panel Somewhat In The Manner A Painter Would Treat His Canvas.

I Think They Assign Things To Students Which Are Way Over Their Heads, Which Destroy Your Love Of Reading, Rather Than Leading You To It. I Don't Understand That. Gosh.

Why Can't We Get All The People Together In The World That We Really Like And Then Just Stay Together? I Guess That Wouldn't Work. Someone Would Leave. Someone Always Leaves. Then We Would Have To Say Good-bye. I Hate Good-byes. I Know What I Need. I Need More Hellos.