[T]he colored pencil. The day we received our first full box of assorted colors we felt grown-up, the passage from baby status to childhood was complete. The broken wax crayon stubbles were immediately thrown out to make way for the more elegant and “mature” pencils. – Bernard Aimé Poulin (b.1945), The Complete Colored Pencil Book, 2011

The handwriting on the wall means the grandchildren found the crayons. – Author Unknown

Give crayons. Adults are disturbingly impoverished of these magical dream sticks. – Dr.SunWolf, 2009 tweet, professorsunwolf.com [And a few years later comes the ad

I wish I were a white crayon, that way no one could use me. – Author Unknown