Satirical Cartoonist Quotes & Sayings

It takes a mighty good man to be better than no man at all. — Dixie Carter

Love isn't something you have to deserve. — Jennifer Echols

My brain has always been wired in such a way that I'd rather communicate to a smaller audience who really get turned on by what I do than meet a wider audience and give them milk. — James Gunn

I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult

You know, most things, people say when they're drunk are more accurate and honest than the things they say when they're sober. — Colleen Hoover

Greatness has a fragrance. Get close to it and that fragrance will arouse your potential. — Mensah Oteh

Poor idiot! Are you so foolish as to believe we will openly teach you the greatest and most important of secrets? I assure you that anyone who attempts to study, according to the ordinary and literal sense of their words, what the Hermetic Philosophers write, will soon find himself in the twists of a labyrinth from which he will be unable to escape, having no Ariadne's thread to lead him out. - Artephius — Umberto Eco

Let me say it again:
the present moment is all you ever have. — Eckhart Tolle

Peter, you're not crazy," William said. "Nobody's really crazy. That's just a word. Isn't it, Torey? Just a word. And nobody's a word. — Torey L. Hayden

Nothing that readers say or do strikes me as a nuisance. Anyone who cracks open a book of mine is, to me, a gem. — Garrison Keillor

It is 1979, a basketball game in the Brandeis gym. The team is doing well, and the student section begins a chant, "We're number one! We're number one!" Morrie is sitting nearby. He is puzzled by the cheer. At one point, in the midst of "We're number one!" he rises and yells, "What's wrong with being number two?" The students look at him. They stop chanting. He sits down, smiling and triumphant. — Mitch Albom

The utmost the American novelist can hope for, if he hopes at all to see his work included in the literature of his time, is that it may eventually be found to be along in the direction of the growing tip of collective consciousness. Preeminently the novelist's gift is that of access to the collective mind. — Mary Hunter Austin

I bring my bike to work, and I make laps around our parking lot on my lunch break. — Angela Kinsey