#rap

In therapy, I see myself in the mirror differently. ↗

— Ricky Williams

#i #i see #mirror #myself #see

I rode it once, which was up the driveway in the opening credits of the show. I didn't know how to stop it. I actually nearly killed the director of photography, and I smashed into the sound truck. ↗

— Henry Winkler

#credits #director #driveway #how #i

Photography is about finding out what can happen in the frame. When you put four edges around some facts, you change those facts. ↗

— Garry Winogrand

#around #change #edges #facts #finding

One person can take papers, photograph them without getting excited, return them, and give them away without any scruples; while someone else has to overcome an enormous obstacle. ↗

— Markus Wolf

#away #else #enormous #excited #getting

Regarding the creative: never assume you're the master, only the student. Your audience will determine if you're masterful. ↗

— Don Roff

#assume #audience #creative #creative-process #drawing

From the ages of 8-18, me and my family moved around a lot. Mostly we would just stretch, but occasionally one of us would actually get up to go to the fridge. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#family #funny #growing-up #humor #laziness

My brother's been producing rap music and hip-hop for maybe 10 years. ↗

— Tina Yothers

#brother #hip-hop #maybe #music #producing

A popular Harvard business professor urged his students to read the obituaries in the New York Times before they read anything else, in order to learn from the lives of great men. ↗

— Georges F. Doriot

#mortality #perspective #business

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #life #love #play #relationship

In the parlor was a huge camera on wheels like the ones used in public parks, and the backdrop of a marine twilight, painted with homemade paints, and the walls papered with pictures of children at memorable moments: the first Communion, the bunny costume, the happy birthday. Year after year, during contemplative pauses on afternoons of chess, Dr. Urbino had seen the gradual covering over of the walls, and he had often thought with a shudder of sorrow that in the gallery of casual portraits lay the germ of the future of the city, governed and corrupted by those unknown children, where note even the ashes of his glory would remain. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#children #future #photography #age