The remarks about my reaching the age of Social Security and coming to the end of the road, they jolted me. And that was good. Because I sure as hell….

I work from fatigue to fatigue at my age there's only so much daylight left..

The secret to so many artists living so long is that every painting is a new adventure. So, you see, they're always looking ahead to something new an….

I learned to draw everything except glamorous women. No matter how much I tried to make them look sexy, they always ended up looking silly... or like….

If the public dislikes one of my Post covers, I can't help disliking it myself..

I'm the oldest antique in town..

My best efforts were some modern things that looked like very lousy Matisses. Thank God I had the sense to realize they were lousy, and leave Paris..

I'm tired, but proud..

I unconsciously decided that, even if it wasn't an ideal world, it should be. So I painted only the ideal aspects of it - pictures in which there are….

I keep the pornographic stuff in a bus station locker..

I talk as I sketch, too, in order to keep their minds off what I'm doing so I'll get the most natural expression I can from them. Also, the talking h….

I'm not going to be caught around here for any fool celebration. To hell with birthdays!.

Right from the beginning, I always strived to capture everything I saw as completely as possible..

If a picture wasn't going very well I'd put a puppy dog in it, always a mongrel, you know, never one of the full bred puppies. And then I'd put a ban….

Some folks think I painted Lincoln from life, but I haven't been around that long. Not quite..

I had a couple of million dollars' worth of... stock once. And now it's not worth much more than wallpaper. I guess I just wasn't born to be rich..

The Balopticon [a machine that projects photos on canvas to trace the lines] is an evil, inartistic, habit-forming, lazy and vicious machine! It also….

I'm still about as pigeon-toed as you can get. But I learned to manage pretty well on a bike. Should have had a bicycle then, when I was a kid, but o….

Everyone in those days expected that art students were wild, licentious characters. We didn't know how to be, but we sure were anxious to learn..

How will I be remembered? As a technician or artist? As a humorist or a visionary?.

The '20s ended in an era of extravagance, sort of like the one we're in now. There was a big crash, but then the country picked itself up again, and ….