Cathy Guisewite Quotes

I had such a close relationship with my dog, and my dog so filled the need in my life to have children that I just wanted Cathy to have that experience.

Animal welfare issues have always been important to me.

I love comics, and I can't imagine life without them. I love newspaper comics.

Where's my tax form? Where's the file that's supposed to hold my W-2 form and interest statement? Where's the mileage log I specifically asked be kept last year?? Where's the monthly check summary? And who's been stuffing Visa receipts in the aluminum foil drawer??!! How embarrassing. I'm surrounded by idiots and I'm the only one in the office.

Cartooning is a wonderful career, and I'd like more women to get to have it. I can't think of any reason why we won't see more syndicated female cartoonists in the future.

A lot of married people certainly have wonderful relationships with their dogs, but when you're single and your dog is the only other living thing in your house, it's a really special relationship which I wanted CATHY to have.

Every time I get something under control in my own life, the world provides more material.

Small wastebasket liners, $1.17 ... tall wastebasket liners, $2.29 ... garbage can liners, $3.98 ... I think I just spent $7.44 buying something I'm going to throw away.

Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.

There are self-awareness groups, to help you discover who you really are ... encounter groups, to help you deal with who you really are ... assertiveness training groups to help you stand up for who you really are ... Suddenly, the only way to become an individual is to join a group.

In 1976 I wrote a lot about women trying to claim the right to work.

Because the majority of my readers are women, I feel that one public service I can provide to them is to spread the message of regular mammograms and early detection within the strip.

Mothers, food, love, and career - the four major guilt groups.

I can't tell my conscience from my insecurities.

So often, happiness is the extent to which we balance our grandiose expectations with reality.

In the '80s, I thought I'd be a success as a woman if I were the president of a billion dollar company, had a sensitive soul-mate husband, two bilingual children, buns of steels, and a compost heap. In the '90s, I pretty much feel I'm a success if I can get through the afternoon without eating a cheesecake.

A young bride can put on makeup at 6 in the morning and look fabulous at midnight. I have about a 15-minute window where I actually look good, and then I have to wash my face and start over.

Food, love, career, and mothers, the four major guilt groups.

When you eat a carrot that is nothing but carrot it zooms through your system as a carrot. When you eat a piece of mass-produced carrot cake that contains 32 ingredients, your metabolism screeches to a halt while your body tries to figure out what all those things are that you just swallowed, and what it is supposed to do with them. Therefore, the problem isn't "fat", its piles of excess ingredients your body's stacked on shelves and vowed to sort out later.

The relationship between Cathy and Mom in the strip is the one relationship drawn from real life that I have proudly never even tried to disguise.

Everyday is a new beginning and a chance to blow it.

The best strips are the most honest. That's just the truth of it.

Now I'm searching for a slightly overweight, single, childless woman who doesn't have a date and isn't too depressing to be around. It's getting harder to find a girlfriend than a boyfriend.

I never thought Cathy would get married in the comic strip. And I also thought I would never get married in real life. So both are shocks to me.

Defy your own group. Rebel against yourself.

What happened to the good old days of "Woman as passive recipient?" What happened to being courted? What happened to sitting back under a parasol and granting someone a chance to try to win us over?

All mothers have intuition. The great ones have radar.

The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.

Allow yourself to graduate, every five years.

When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.

I was going to sip on a diet soda, but a little voice convinced me I needed the extra calcium from a cup of hot chocolate.

I have an office in my house and one about five minutes from my house. I worked solely out of my house for many years, but find, with children, that I have to be in a different ZIP code to think.

I'm more financially successful, but it just means the shopping blunders I make are bigger now.

Breaking up: It's so easy to return their possessions, but so hard to get our brain cells back.

Men should come with instruction booklets.

All parents believe their children can do the impossible. They thought it the minute we were born, and no matter how hard we've tried to prove them wrong, they all think it about us now. And the really annoying thing is, they're probably right.

The biggest change in my life is that I now have to apologize for being thin.

Sometimes the best Christmas present is remembering what you've already got.

Wake me up when I'm a size 5.

This is a business meal. The calories do not count. I am mentally labeling these as 'business calories' so my body will know they were eaten in the line of duty and will process them differently.

My heart always belongs to the one who doesn't want it.

I understand the sensitivities of grown children with little ones of their own!! They'll turn away a mother full of advice, but they'll never say no to one holding a mop.

There are only two secrets to a slimmer shape ... High heels and shoulder pads!