#wing

I guess I didn't enjoy drawing very much. It was like homework. ↗

— Robert Crumb

#enjoy #guess #homework #i #like

I'm relatively physically adept and I like throwing myself around. Once, twice, but then you get to nine, ten, eleven and to try and make it look realistic all the time, that's not very pleasant. ↗

— Marton Csokas

#around #eleven #get #i #like

Wherever I see people doing something the way it's always been done, the way it's 'supposed' to be done, following the same old trends, well, that's just a big red flag to me to go look somewhere else. ↗

— Mark Cuban

#been #big #doing #done #else

Maybe universal nostalgia doesn't exist. Maybe each of us carries our own personal version of the better times. It's at about twnety-two years that we all begin to think of our childhood as the good ol' days and everything afterwards exists as a slow-motion face plant. The fall continues, through marriage, through career building, through parenthood, through old age, until we finally touch nose to ground. At twenty-two years old, I've just started, but I think I can already smell my own grave. ↗

— Caleb J. Ross

#age

Aristotle was famous for knowing everything. He taught that the brain exists merely to cool the blood and is not involved in the process of thinking. This is true only of certain persons. ↗

— Will Cuppy

#blood #brain #certain #cool #everything

We're thrilled to expand our relationship, knowing that with the great team at the Music Group, Word, and Warner Bros., and with their proven record of excellence, we're looking ahead to an even brighter future for Curb. ↗

— Mike Curb

#brighter #brighter future #bros #curb #even

Real courage is knowing what faces you and knowing how to face it. ↗

— Timothy Dalton

#face #faces #how #knowing #real

Growing up, I wanted desperately to please, to be a good girl. ↗

— Claire Danes

#desperately #girl #good #good girl #growing

Cry your guts out because nothing is sadder than an adult who forgets how to be a child. ↗

— Alison Espach

#growing-up #age

I have been in love with painting ever since I became conscious of it at the age of six. I drew some pictures I thought fairly good when I was fifty, but really nothing I did before the age of seventy was of any value at all. At seventy-three I have at last caught every aspect of nature–birds, fish, animals, insects, trees, grasses, all. When I am eighty I shall have developed still further and I will really master the secrets of art at ninety. When I reach a hundred my work will be truly sublime and my final goal will be attained around the age of one hundred and ten, when every line and dot I draw will be imbued with life. - from Hokusai’s ‘The Art Crazy Old Man ↗

— Hokusai Katsushika

#drawing #painting #age