#che

When the waiter brought the cheese-board, there was a large carrot carved in the shape of a mermaid sitting between the Dolcelatte and the Pecorino. Teo could have sworn that the carrot-mermaid flexed her tail and plunged her little hand inside a smelly Gorgonzola. 'Tyromancy, ye know,' remarked the mermaid. 'The Ancient Art of Divination by Cheese.' Then she pulled her tiny hand out and inspected the green cheese-mold on her tiny fingers. 'Lackaday!' she moaned. 'Stinking! It goes poorly for Venice and Teodora, it do! ↗

— Michelle Lovric

#divination #foretelling #humour #mermaid #art

In her dance, she controlled the bright paper birds with invisible wires and threads. She played the human: heavy, tied to earth. Her dances weren't pretty or delightful, but they were magical, [...] They called her a dancer and a puppeteer and an artist. They might have called her a witch, and not the good kind either. ↗

— Katherine Catmull

#birds #dances #dancing #human #magic

Spending time with God is the key to our strength and success in all areas of life. Be sure that you never try to work God into your schedule, but always work your schedule around Him. ↗

— Joyce Meyer

#jesus #joyce-meyer #life #schedule #strength

Chess is everything: art, science, and sport. ↗

— Anatoly Karpov

#chess #art

Bleed me of art, and there won't be enough liquid left in me to spit! [Michelangelo Buonorotti] ↗

— Irving Stone

#artist #michelangelo #art

An editorial in the Los Angeles Times [1923] wistfully asked, 'Will eating chestnuts by crackling log fires become one of the lost arts preserved by a devoted people only in poetry and romance? ↗

— Susan Freinkel

#history #poetry #romance #art

Befangen in arg konventionellen Vorstellungen von "guter Literatur", ist Rinaldi und Naulleau offenbar noch nie aufgegangen, dass Houellebecqs Kunstgriff genau darin besteht, jede Art von korruptem Literaturgetue aus seinen Texten bewusst zu eliminieren, um stattdessen eine mausgraue Angestelltenprosa diesseits des akademischen Kunst- und Bildungsbetriebs zu erfinden. Die Stillosigkeit, die Houellebecq für sich in Anspruch nimmt und die ihm von Mitgliedern der Académie française natürlich übel genommen wird, ist deswegen kein Mangel. Sie ist vielmehr ein Verfahren, dem geschwätzigen Betrieb der Hochliteratur zu entgehen. Und zwar genau dorthin, wo den Kritikern nur noch Naserümpfen bleibt: in die Bahnhofskioske und Supermarktregale. Dort werden Bücher in der Tat nicht fürs Regal und für den sozialen Distinktionsgewinn erworben, sondern zum richtigen Lesen. Proust gegen Houellebecq auszuspielen, wie Angelo Rinaldi es tut, ist nicht nur billig, es ist von bestürzender Begriffsstutzigkeit. Im Übrigen zeugt es von eher bescheidener Kenntnis des Werks und seiner Zusammenhänge. Dass der "Bahnhofsliterat" kluge Einleitungen zu Auguste Comtes "Allgemeiner Religionstheorie" verfasst hat, geht im aufgeregten Invektivenhagel unter. ↗

— Clemens Pornschlegel

#art

I love those who can smile in trouble... ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#attitude #cheerfulness #attitude

Home was his favorite place too. But home for him was anywhere Jane happened to be. Never in his life had he loved someone as much as he loved her. So much that it scared him sometimes. He pulled her against him and looked out over the city. He was in love with his wife. Yeah, he knew what that said about him. That he was a goner. Leg-shackled for life. Whipped by a short woman with a big attitude. Yep, that's what it said about him, and he didn't care. ↗

— Rachel Gibson

#humor #rachel-gibson #romance #see-jane-score #attitude

The direction you choose to face determines whether you're standing at the end or the beginning of a road. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#beginning #choices #end #outlook #richelle