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My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope." Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.       - Pablo Picasso -

Fernand Halphen as a Boy, Auguste Renoir, 1880, From the collection of: Musée d’Orsay, Paris
Kathleen, Robert Henri, 1924, From the collection of: Huntington Museum of Art
There's something about me That I'm knowing. There's something about me That isn't showing. I'm growing. -Anonymous-
Portrait of a Boy, Isidor Kaufmann, c. 1895-1915, From the collection of: The Jewish Museum, New York
Portrait of a Boy, Sir William Beechey, 1753–1839, British, ca. 1790, From the collection of: Yale Center for British Art
Books Are Necessary Friends. They Stay With You Forever.
Millie Smith, Ford Madox Brown, 1846, From the collection of: Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es blanco por dentro y rojo por fuera? La manzana.
Portrait of a Young Boy, Élisabeth Louise Vigée-LeBrun, 1817/1817, From the collection of: National Museum of Women in the Arts
I want to be a soldier just like my papi. He is my biggest hero and momi's too.
The Laughing Boy (Jopie van Slouten), Robert Henri, 1910, From the collection of: Birmingham Museum of Art
I learned how to count today. One . . two . . three . . five . . . seven . . six . . nine . .
Boy, Kim, Seong Ryong, 2007, From the collection of: Korean Art Museum Association
You are not connected . . . to anything. You are not connected to anything because you are connected to everything. How can I be connected to anything, how can I put my own mind to rest, When my mind is not just my own, but is public property? -Geoffrey Dilenschneider-
Fair-haired Boy with a Red Dot in the Background, Ladislav Mednyánszky, 1895 - 1900, From the collection of: Slovak National Gallery
School Class Girls New Worlds Sports Stars Fast Cars Grades Test No Rest -Charles Ghigna-
A Laughing Boy, Mikhail Kugach, 1957 - 1957, From the collection of: The Institute of Russian Realist Art (IRRA)
How to Torture Your Teacher Only raise your hand when you want to sharpen your pencil or go to the bathroom. Repeat every ten minutes. -Bruce Lansky-
The Black Boy, William Lindsay Windus, 1844, From the collection of: Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool
Nobody can teach me who I am. You can describe parts of me, but who I am and what I need, these are things I have to find out myself. -Chinua Achebe-
A Boy with a Candle, Irina Shevandronova, 1968 - 1968, From the collection of: The Institute of Russian Realist Art (IRRA)
What Do You See When You Look Into A candle?
untitled (Norwegian boy), Egron Lundgren, 1861, From the collection of: Malmö Konstmuseum
Out of you, And the Mirror On the wall. Neither of you See me at all. You can't tell, If I lie, Or if I, Want to die. It's the true me You'll have to find. Until then You'll remain blind. -Jason Owen Douglas Hylton-
Portrait of Two Boys, probably Joseph and John Joseph Nollekens, Joseph Francis Nollekens, 1702–1748, Flemish, active in Britain (1708; from 1733), ca. 1745, From the collection of: Yale Center for British Art
I want more jokes. I want more fun. I want more candy By the ton. I want more laughs. I want more smiles. I want more cookies, Piles and piles. I want more games. I want more friends. I want my more To never end. -Douglas Florian-
Portrait of a Boy. Serega, Grigory Chainikov, 2008 - 2008, From the collection of: The Institute of Russian Realist Art (IRRA)
The birds are gone, the world is white, the winds are wild, they chill and bite; the ground is thick wit slush and sleet, and I can barely feel my feet. -Jack Prelutsky-
Dragonfly. Painter's daughter portrait, Ilya Repin, 1884, From the collection of: The State Tretyakov Gallery
The tree I had in the garden as a child, my beech tree, I used to climb up there and spend hours. I took my homework up there, my books, I went up there if I was sad, and it just felt very good to be up there among the green leaves and the birds and the sky. -Jane Goodall-
Girl of Bréhat, KURODA Seiki, 1891, From the collection of: Artizon Museum, Ishibashi Foundation
I'm glad the sky is painted blue, And the earth is painted green, With such a lot of nice fresh air All sandwiched in between. -Anonymous-
My children, Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida, 1904, From the collection of: Sorolla Museum
Me, myself, and I . . . 10 Her, her, she . . . 13 and 6 Who lives in this house? We.
A Running Boy. Marcus Holst von Schmidten, Jens Juel, 1802, From the collection of: SMK - Statens Museum for Kunst
.woem taC .smiws hsiF dluoc I hsiw I drib a ekil ylf .sky eht ni
A meeting, Marie Bashkirtseff, 1884, From the collection of: Musée d’Orsay, Paris
Friendship is the greatest of worldly goods. Certainly to me it is the chief happiness of life. If I had to give a piece of advice to a young man about a place to live, I think I would say, 'sacrifice almost everything to live where you can be near your friends.' -C.S. Lewis-
A Funeral, Frants Henningsen, 1883, From the collection of: SMK - Statens Museum for Kunst
I never know just where to go, when all the world is full of snow. -N. M. Bodecker-
The Magic Foot-ball, 'Tommy appeared at an upstairs window.' (Boy with Mumps), Norman Rockwell, 1914, From the collection of: Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge, MA
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it. -Roald Dahl-
Portrait of Two Children, Probably the Sons of M. Almeric Berthier, comte de LaSalle, 1841, From the collection of: Dallas Museum of Art
I giggle I smile I laugh I grin We're smart We're bright We're funny We're happy What shall we do with it?
Red Cheeks (Gotine rosse) (Portrait of a peasant girl), Giovanni Fattori, [1880], From the collection of: Galleria Civica di Arte Moderna e Contemporanea Torino
I wish papi didn't shout at me. Sometimes I really don't want to go to the piano lesson. I hate homework and I hate music.
Head of a Girl, Elizabeth Nourse (American, b.1859, d.1938), Circa 1882, From the collection of: Cincinnati Art Museum
I know I am strong both in my convictions and in myself. I know I am beautiful both inside and out. I know I am powerful and growing more so. I know I will do just fine. -Laura Veuve-
The artist’s brother James holding a candle, George Romney, 1761, From the collection of: Lakeland Arts - Abbot Hall Art Gallery and Museum
De uno al otro, mandamos saludos de amor y amistad,
A Boy, Yi Je-chang, 1896/1934, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es una vieja larga y seca que le escurre la manteca? ¡La vela!
The Irish Girl, Ford Madox Brown, 1821–1893, British, 1860, From the collection of: Yale Center for British Art
I am keeping my eye on that boy. My secret eye, spy eye. How does he act when the teacher leaves the room? If someone makes a mistake, what then? He picked up Lucy's pencil when she dropped it. Does he recognize my existence? Does he see me gleaming in my chair? -Naomi Shihab Nye-
A Boy, Lee In-sung, 1912/1940, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
Sometimes it is the artist looking into a mirror, Painting a portrait of his own heart. -Walter Myers-
A Boy, Hwang Sul-jo, 1904/1939, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
좋은 교훈 así esto no volverá a suceder
Titus van Rijn, the Artist’s Son, Reading, Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn, 1656/1657, From the collection of: Kunsthistorisches Museum Wien
A book is a house that is all windows and doors. Some walls are slick, with the zing of ink, some old and cloth-soft, smelling of dust. Walk in. Find your way. Light falls through the windows of words. -George Lyon-
Study of a School Boy, Attributed to Frank Duveneck, ca. 1895, From the collection of: Cincinnati Museum Center
por las noches cuanto más aullaba el viento, más a gusto se yo en su casa.
Charles Collyer as a Boy, with a Cricket Bat, Francis Cotes RA, 1726–1770, British, 1766, From the collection of: Yale Center for British Art
Sweat Mud Dirt Blood Snow Rain Fear Pain Win Yell Lose Hell -Charles Ghigna-
A Redheaded Boy, Viktor Popkov, 1969 - 1969, From the collection of: The Institute of Russian Realist Art (IRRA)
I Want to Meet the Girl Who does not run her country the way I do not run my country. I want to meet the girl who hides in a crowd, who laughs into her hand, who was not in the picture. The girl who stands back after being introduced by her parents in a way she would not choose. Who turns her head to the side so she doesn't miss seeing what's there. Where is she? -Naomi Shihab Nye-
Girl Seated, Margaret Burroughs, 1959, From the collection of: SCAD Museum of Art
나는 행복합니다. 나는 똑똑. 어머니는 나에게이 아름다운 드레스를 만들어. 나는 내 어머니를 사랑.
The Children of a Country Doctor, Irina Shevandronova, 1964 - 1964, From the collection of: The Institute of Russian Realist Art (IRRA)
Family Tree My roots are deep within you, Growing as you grow. My shade provides the shelter For the new seeds that you sow. No matter what the season, I stand here still the same. Come winter, spring, or summer, my branches bear your name. -Charles Ghigna-
Little schoolboy of Bonmahon, Edith Collier (artist), circa 1915, From the collection of: Te Papa
I wish I had a brother twin Who looked like me and I like him. Every day we'd have such fun Being two who looked like one. -Charles Ghigna-
Girl in Pink with a Fan, CASSATT, Mary, 1889, From the collection of: Tokyo Fuji Art Museum
A whisper, a shout, thoughts turned inside out. A laugh, a sigh, an echo passing by. A rhythm, a moment caught in time. A moon a star, a glimpse of who you are. -Charles Ghigna-
Peasant Girl Among Tulips, Berthe Morisot, 1890, From the collection of: Dixon Gallery and Gardens
Do you hear the voices floating through the wind following me, they laugh and whisper as I turn and my hair blows forward attempting to shield my face. I've yet to realize they can't chase me if I don't run from them. -Cindy Lisica-
Three girls in yellow straw hats I, August Macke, 1913, From the collection of: Kunstmuseum
el jardín de belles couleurs et des arbres amis bavardage heureux
jaune et orange vert et bleu ils sont de belles couleurs cirque rire joie
A Girl in Red, Lee In-sung, 1912/1950, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
레드는 아름다운 색상입니다. 나는 빨간 드레스를 입고 행복 해요.
Seated boy, Lindforss, Anton, 1922, From the collection of: EMMA - Espoo Museum of Modern Art
The adult is the enemy of the child because of the awful process of civilizing this thing that, when it is born, is an animal with no manners, no moral sense at all. -Roald Dahl-
A Girl, Hwang Sul-jo, 1904/1939, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
Let me fetch sticks, Let me fetch stones, Throw me your bones, Teach me your tricks. When you go ride, Let me go run, You in the sun, Me at your side; When you go swim, Let me go too Both lost in blue Up to the brim; Let me do this, Let me do that - What you are at, That is my bliss. -Eleanor Farjeon-
A Girl Standing, Kim Yong-ju, 1911/1944, From the collection of: Korea Data Agency
나는 엄마가 나를 위해 만든 아름다운 빨간 코트를 입고있다 나는 내 어머니를 사랑
The Boy, Modigliani, Amedeo, 1919, From the collection of: Indianapolis Museum of Art at Newfields
I feel sad. Sometimes friends at school said I'm sissy. But I'm not sissy, I just like being alone.
Boy in Short Pants, c. 1918, From the collection of: Dallas Museum of Art
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es amarillo por dentro y blanco por fuera? ¡El huevo!
Girl knitting on a balcony, Montmartre, Jacob Maris, 1869, From the collection of: Kunstmuseum
Practiced hands knitting, hole by hole, a great, shapeless scarf. Mind on something else. -Rae Armantrout-
Pepita, Nicanor Piñole, 1903, From the collection of: Fundación Banco Santander
"You seemed so far away," Miss Honey whispered, awestruck. "Oh, I was. I was flying past the stars on silver wings", Matilda said. -Roald Dahl-
Girl in the Garden, Mary Cassatt, 1880 - 1882, From the collection of: Musée d’Orsay, Paris
Sometimes I pretend I'm not me, I only work for me. This feels like a secret motor chirring inside my pocket. I think, she will be so glad when she sees the homework neatly written. She will be relieved someone sharpened pencil, folded clothes. -Naomi Shihab Nye-
Sometimes I like to be alone And look up at the sky And think my thoughts inside my head - Just me, myself, and I. -Mary Ann Hoberman-
Girl with peaches. Portrait of V.S.Mamontova, Valentin Serov, 1887, From the collection of: The State Tretyakov Gallery
Children in a Garden (The Nurse), Mary Cassatt, 1878, From the collection of: The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston
I want to catch worms, all the worms in the garden. I will put them into nanny's pocket and bring them home. I want to show them to papa and maman. I love garden and I love worms.
Portrait of Mrs Catherine Smith Gill and Two of her Children, James Tissot, 1877, From the collection of: Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool
Children's Afternoon at Wargemont, Auguste Renoir, 1884, From the collection of: Alte Nationalgalerie, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin
Sometimes I wish I could choose my own book. But then mom would say "No. it's too simple and the colors are too bright. Bright color is not good for you."
La Promenade, Pierre-Auguste Renoir, 1874 - 1876, From the collection of: The Frick Collection
Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: Deliciusness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good. -Mariska Hargitay-
Playing Children, Enghave Square, Peter Hansen, 1907-1908, From the collection of: SMK - Statens Museum for Kunst
One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. -Goethe-
Boys, Irina Ivanovna Vitman, 1959/1959, From the collection of: Museum of Fine Arts of Tatarstan
Childhood is the world of miracle or of magic. It is as if creation rose luminously out of the night, out of darkness, utterly new and fresh and astonishing. -Eugène Ionesco-
Boys Playing on the Shore, Albert Edelfelt, 1884, From the collection of: Ateneum Art Museum
Children can change the world. Jane Goodall
The Skipping Rope, Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida, 1907, From the collection of: Sorolla Museum
Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood. -Fred Rogers-
Red Dragonfly, Wolfgang Lettl, 2001, From the collection of: Lettl Collection
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings. - Goethe -
Julie Manet, Auguste Renoir, 1887, From the collection of: Musée d’Orsay, Paris
les enfants sont un don précieux de Dieu
I will always love you. I will hold your hands and hug you whenever you are with me.
Mother India, Amrita Sher-Gil, 1935, From the collection of: National Gallery of Modern Art
एक माँ की गोद कोमलता से बना रहे हैं और बच्चों को उन में गहरी नींद। A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. -Victor Hugo-
Colombia, Barranquilla, portrait of boy, Frederic Edwin Church, May 1853, From the collection of: Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum
yo me llamo Francisco como mi abuelo y como el abuelo de su abuelo cómo me alegro que esta ciudad lleve el nombre de San Francisco - el santo patrón de los animales aquí mi nombre todos lo saben escribir -Francisco Alarcón-
An Interlude, William Sergeant Kendall, 1907, From the collection of: Smithsonian American Art Museum
Young Girls at the Piano, Auguste Renoir, 1892, From the collection of: Musée d’Orsay, Paris
Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there. -Judith Viorst-
Children painting spring flowers, Viggo Johansen, 1894, From the collection of: Skagens Museum
Girl, MINAMI, Kunzo, 1909, From the collection of: The National Museum of Modern Art, Tokyo
I like to do my homework. I typically like to do math because my teacher said I'm smart as a whip. Yesterday I got all my answers right without asking my father anything.
Children and Chalked Wall, no.2, Joan Eardley, 1963, From the collection of: Lakeland Arts - Abbot Hall Art Gallery and Museum
¿Qué hacemos en la escuela? Cantamos canciones y juegos de juego.
A Girl Writing; The Pet Goldfinch, Browne, Henriette, ca. 1870 (painted) - 1874, From the collection of: The Victoria and Albert Museum
I never want to go to grammar school but mother made me to. I like to paint, I can paint my goldfinch pet Chu Chu with beautiful colors in my grammar book, and that will make me ever so happy.
Children reading, Halonen, Pekka, 1916, From the collection of: EMMA - Espoo Museum of Modern Art
We all gathered around in our kitchen on Sunday afternoon to read to each other. After that, mother would give each of us two scoops of vanilla ice cream with the cherry on the top. That's my best memory.
Madam Henriksen's school for girls in Skagen, Oscar Björck, 1884, From the collection of: Skagens Museum
Teacher books Friends laughter Massage passage Finding your way Learning is fun
Soap Bubbles, Jean Siméon Chardin, probably 1733/1734, From the collection of: National Gallery of Art, Washington DC
I want to blow the bubble too but papa said it's too dangerous and not good for me. I wish papa could let me try.
Two little girls being taught how to sew, Anna Ancher, 1910, From the collection of: Skagens Museum
Why do I have to learn sewing. I never want to. Maman made me. I wish I could play monkey bars and climb the tree and tumble over the green grass just like Tommy did.
The young seamstress, Jozef Israëls, circa 1880, From the collection of: Kunstmuseum
All day long you sit and sew, Stitch life down for fear it grow, Stitch life down for fear we guess At the hidden ugliness. Dusty voice that throbs with heat, Hoping with your steel-thin beat To put stitches in my mind, Make it tidy, make it kind, You shall not: I'll keep it free Though you turn earth, sky and sea To a patchwork quilt to keep Your mind snug and warm in sleep! -Edith Sitwell-
Woman Spinning, Nys, Pieter, 1652, From the collection of: Dulwich Picture Gallery
In the birth of this child I experienced something of the life of God. I experienced what is to love without measure or merit. There was nothing for this child to do to earn my love. -Desmond Tutu-
A Boy lighting a Candle from one held by an Old Woman, Rubens, Sir Peter Paul, 17th century?, From the collection of: Dulwich Picture Gallery
Being a parent . . . you really are responsible for the day-to-day upbringing of your child and you have to do some sanctions and try to figure out when to reward. With grandkids, you can just reward; and it is a purely beautiful and pleasant relationship, and you don't expect as much as you do from your children. It's just a perfect relationship. -Madeleine Albright-
Old Woman with a Basket of Coal, Peter Paul Rubens, ca. 1616 - 1618, From the collection of: Old Masters Picture Gallery, Dresden State Art Museums
“I shall never have a bath again," I said. "Just don't have one too often, once a month is quite enough for a sensible child." my grandmother said. And I love my grandmother even more for that. -Roald Dahl-
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