There are just certain things you can't talk about with kids. I just totally do not believe in this sort of Bart Simpson character who infects so much of our literature and film and TV stuff nowadays, these know-it-all kids… — David Small Copy Share Image
Even though I have this solid career in picture books, I've not only been thinking about kids - because I don't think that much… — David Small Copy Share Image
I open journal, I look at the picture and I remember where I was. And I remember the time of day, the temperature of… — David Small Copy Share Image
I don't like my parents; I never will. I didn't cry at either of their funerals. I haven't missed them for five seconds. I… — David Small Copy Share Image
Humanization and coming to understand somebody as a human being is about as good a kind of forgiveness as you can get, I think. — David Small Copy Share Image
I feel sorry for kids nowadays, because in the majority of schools across the country, the arts have been eliminated from the curriculum. There's… — David Small Copy Share Image
I do keep up at night. I try not to let my mind go to extremes in the middle of the night because it… — David Small Copy Share Image
I think all kids feel that their lives are tough, and that they've, been given an unfair shake for one reason or another. So… — David Small Copy Share Image
Writing stories, adopting other characters, making up fantastic stories and tales, this is a way of perhaps enhancing who I am. Writing stories takes… — David Small Copy Share Image
I found great value in teaching students from the outset of their studies how to draw very realistically. Otherwise, you're starting deep into the… — David Small Copy Share Image
I used to teach on a college level, and I've taught in schools where kids just wanted to be artists, and I used to… — David Small Copy Share Image
I'm not a writer. I know a lot of writers; I know a handful of really excellent, great ones, and I know what they're… — David Small Copy Share Image
Mama had her little cough. Once or twice, some quiet sobbing, out of sight... Or the slamming of kitchen cupboard doors. That was her… — David Small Copy Share Image
