Quotes About Children

universally accepted that children need love, but at what age are people supposed to stop needing it? We never do. We need love in order to live happily, as much as we need oxygen in order to live at all.

The world is meant to be a safe and nurturing environment for children. The fact that it isn't is a sacred call to action for every conscious woman.

Embracing joy heals depression. Then we become the ones who teach the meaning of joy to our children, as well as allowing them to teach it to us.

Wounded children become wounded adults, and wounded adults can destroy the world.

Our children are not extensions of ourselves. We did not create them; God did. We are here to supervise their development, not dictate their reality. They are their own beings.

To ignore the state of our children is to ignore the state of our world.

Never shall I forget the exquisite sensation I experienced! I can only describe it as the poor little Doll's Dressmaker in "Our Mutual Friend" described her angel visitants, her "blessed children," who used to come and "take her up and make her light.

nineteenth-century feminism was defeated by men's adamant refusal to take responsibility for maintaining themselves and their children;

You should have to pass an IQ test before you breed. You have to take a driving test to operate vehicles and an SAT test to get into college. So why don't you have to take some sort of test before you give birth to children? When I am President, that's the first rule I will institute.

Why should a family with eight rambunctious children bother owning anything that could be damaged? They sat on the arms of their mother's overstuffed chair while she read to them, and they hung over the back of it, and they pinched and plucked at its plushy hide.

That is how life goes- we send our children into the wilderness. Some of them on the day they are born, it seems, for all the help we can give them. Some of them seem to be a kind of wilderness unto themselves. But there must be angels there, too, and springs of water. Even that wilderness, the very habitation of jackals, is the Lord's.

He was going on about baptism. A birth and a death and a marriage, he said. A touch of water and these children are given the whole of life.

Mary Jane Clairmont, the second wife of William Godwin, and Mary Shelley's stepmother, had the idea of bringing out French fairy tales for children in an attempt to make some much needed money for the family (she has not been given her due by biographers, in my view).

This government has represented benefits as somehow shameful. The point about universal benefits is that they affirm the value of such social tasks as having children, rearing them, or caring for relatives; they make benefits themselves an expression of collective approval for the endeavour, not begrudged hand-outs, stigmatising the recipients as beggars and failures.

Comparisons with the past are of limited help: The ending of hanging won't make suicides in youth remand centres go away; the mortality, famine, rickets, scabies of Victorian slum children don't turn free school milk into a excessive luxury.

Children inherent principles; they do not set them.

I would trust you with my whole fortune," he told the president. "I would trust you with my life and the welfare of my children. It is inconceivable to me that you would ever trick me or otherwise betray me. My whole world, all my faith in my judgment of human character would collapse.

Like any other parent he wanted his children to go to better schools and mix with better companions

Newspapers are enlisted to heap scorn on the arrogant bastards who choose to beg instead of starve or let their children starve. It is made clear that the poor seek charity as a great and sordid chicanery in which they delight. And there are some who do. As there are some people who delight in sticking hot needles deep into their abdomens, swallow pieces of broken bottles. A special taste.

This is the love of God, an alchemy that can turn enemies into children.

The secret of contentment, George felt, lay in ignoring many things completely. How anyone could work in the same office for ten years or bring up children without putting certain things to the back of their mind was beyond him.

Perhaps the best you could hope for was not to do the same thing to your own children.

Lord alone knows." George stood up and dropped his empty mug into the sink. "The mystery of one's children is never-ending.

they must be wooed with kindness, if their attention is ever to be won. And surely reason itself might teach us this lesson. Children are weak and tender creatures, and, as such, they need patient and considerate treatment. We must handle them delicately, like frail machines, lest by rough fingering we do more harm than good. They are like young plants, and need gentle watering, often, but little at a time.