A box of new crayons! Now they’re all pointy, lined up in order, bright and perfect. Soon they’ll be a bunch of ground down, rounded, indistinguishable stumps, missing their wrappers and smudged with other colors. Sometimes life seems unbearably tragic. – Bill Watterson
I think we dream so we dont have to be apart so long. If were in each others dreams, we can play together all night. – Bill Watterson
It’s a cruel season that makes you get ready for bed while it’s light out. – Bill Watterson
Talking with you is sort of the conversational equivalent of an out of body experience. – Bill Watterson
A mixture of light and heat… orange plays a brilliant part in the decoration of the universe. It gives life to the harmonies of the dawn, and mingling with the dramatic scene of declining day, it adds its numberless vibrations to the endless novelty of spectacle which the sinking sun presents. – Charles Blanc, Art in Ornament and Dress, “Personal Adornment: Colours and Their