I am still dreading the end of this book, and his death that is looming over my head. There are a few passages I read this morning that I would like to share with you though… So let’s hear some wisdom from the legend, Charles Schulz.

”Depression,” he insisted, was ”the wrong term. I would say ‘melancholy’ would be a better term for myself. Perhaps ‘fearful.’ Perhaps ‘anxious.’ Although this may make life itself rather uncomfortable it is certainly a good and maybe even necessary trait for a cartoonist to have.”

And…

He was not so much depressed as he was romantically disappointed, and he consciously welcomed romantic agony as artistically useful. For people of his work capacity—especially his capacity to harness doubt (especially self-doubt), anxiety, frustration, and the dark night of the soul—misery is a strategy. ”Unhappiness is very funny,” he would say whenever people needed reminding of his purpose. ”Happiness is not funny at all.”

I know after I finish this book I am going to need to get the entire Peanuts comic catalog. It’s all so fascinating.