#cart

[Editorial cartooning] is essentially a destructive art. We are not pontificators, or molders of thought—or at least we shouldn't try to be. Ours is more the role of the lowly gadfly: circle and stab, circle and stab. Roughly put, our credo should be, if it's big, hit it. ↗

— Bill Mauldin

#art

The snapshots in CHINA: Portrait of a People are not meant to be works of art. I was too preoccupied with participating, with reveling in the moment, to worry about their perfection. Their purpose, then, is to form a candid portrait of China exactly as China presented itself to me. ↗

— Tom Carter

#china #chinese #photography #photography-book #photos

Admittedly, art is somewhat like spit. It does not repulse or even worry is while it is still inside of us, but once it exits our body, it becomes disgusting. ↗

— Ivan Brunetti

#cartooning #creativity #philosophy #spit #art

Her eyes were luminous gold. I wondered if that was the last color a bug saw when it was trapped in amber—and if the bug thought, wow, that's beautiful, right before it was frozen forever. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#zia #beauty

When I was 12 years old, I was hanging out with 23-year-olds. I was into cartoons and Pokemon, and they're all talking about girls. It was a strange way to grow up. ↗

— Shaun White

#cartoons #grow #grow up #hanging #i

You know" - Hale's breath was warm against Kat's ear in the chilly ballroom- "I don't know that both of us really have to be here...." The slide changed. While hundreds of mathematicians waited with baited breath, the boy beside Kat whispered, "I could go make some calls... check on some things..." "Play some blackjack?" "Well, when in Rome..." "Rome is tomorrow, babe," Kat reminded him. He nodded. "Right. ↗

— Ally Carter

#ally-condie #bishop #carter #hale #heist

I would've hit the water hard, but at the last second I changed into a falcon. ~Carter Kane ↗

— Rick Riordan

#horus #rick-riordan #change

I was willing to do anything that Chris Carter wrote. ↗

— Megan Gallagher

#carter #chris #i #willing #wrote

I had this guy’s file pulled this morning, along with the rest of your neighbors. His name is Desperado.” Pause. A few seconds passed. He was waiting for my reaction. “Did you say Desperado?” I couldn’t stop the snort of laughter that bubbled to the surface. “Yeah,” the Director confirmed. “He changed his name when he turned eighteen. It was Melvin.” I was still laughing. “’Cause Desperado is so much better than Melvin. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fantasy #fiction #humor #joseph-carter #keepers

His kiss was brutal, punishing, for making him feel like this. He was desperate. Out of control. Never had he experienced this kind of irrational urgency. He needed her. Like a starving man needed food. Like a dying man needed salvation. Now. Before everything went to hell. Before she could change her mind. ↗

— Monica McCarty

#monica-mccarty #patrick #change