You never know when some crazed rodent with cold feet could be running loose in your pants.
If comics need to be deconstructed and explained, something is really wrong with them.
Childhood is for spoiling adulthood.
I’d hate to have a kid like me.
I’m a 21st-century kid trapped in a 19th-century family.
I always think of “Popeye” and “Barney Google” as quintessential comic strips in that old rollicky, slapstick way we’ve sort of lost.
We don’t devote enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.
HOBBES: If you don’t get a goodnight kiss you get Kafka dreams.
As far as I’m concerned, if something is so complicated that you can’t explain it in 10 seconds, then it’s probably not worth knowing anyway.
Hobbes: Do you think there’s a God? Calvin: Well, somebody’s out to get me!
I still read newspaper comics, but without much hope for their future.
HOBBES: All this modern technology just makes people try to do everything at once.
CALVIN: Our hero regains consciousness at the feet of a sarcastic alien.
Even if lives did hang in the balance, it would depend on whose they were.
Life is like topography, Hobbes. There are summits of happiness and success, flat stretches of boring routine and valleys of frustration and failure.
You are demoted from First Tiger to bulk rate.
I’m not a vegetarian! I’m a dessertarian!
I’ve always been a huge fan of fantasy and adventure, putting yourself in someone else’s shoes, I’m sure that’s why I’m an actor. It’s why I played with action figures as a kid, that’s why I wrote and drew and read comics as a kid.
Mom and dad say I should make my life an example of the principles I believe in. But every time I do, they tell me to stop it.
Did you ever wonder if the person in the puddle is real, and you’re just a reflection of him?