Quotes About Infancy

I looked at the baby in the lap of the woman opposite. I had no idea how old it was, I never did, with babies—for all I knew it could talk a blue streak and had twenty teeth behind its pursed, pink lips.

towels I felt pure and sweet as a new baby.

So this conscious search for a 'solid' irrefutably defined basic (and therefore 'limited') kit of words drew me inevitably towards the solid irrefutably defined basic kit of my experiences – drew me towards animals, basically: my childhood and adolescent pantheon of wild creatures, which were saturated by first hand intense feeling that went back to my infancy. Those particular subjects, in a sense, were the models on which I fashioned my workable language.

Your mother swears you were sleeping through the night by your second month, but she was feeding you some god-awful concoction of Karo syrup and condensed milk. That's got to be enough calories to stun an ox, let alone an eight-week-old." "I've seen pictures. I looked like a prize porker headed for the Washington County Fair.

I think of my son. I remember him as a baby in my arms—the sweet smell of his soft head beneath my lips when I kissed him good night before setting him down in his crib.

I am told that the first comprehensible word I uttered as a child was 'home.'

Apparently I had lunch with Johnny Depp when I was three months old.

A baby is born with a need to be loved–and never outgrows it.

Some of these come from the Big Bang itself, like a faint whisper from that time 13,5 billion years ago when the universe was still filled by the fire of its own creation.

Yes, hell exists. It is not a fairy tale. One indeed burns there. This hell is not at the end of life. It is here. At the beginning. Hell is what the infant must experience before he gets to us.

On the other hand, the waging of peace as a science, as an art, is in its infancy. But we can trace its growth, its steady progress, and the time will come when there will be particular individuals designated to assume responsibility for and leadership of this movement.

History, even in the infancy of a people, is ever a noble instructress, but in ages such as ours she has yet another and holier duty to perform.

I bet the first time you had emotions, you babbled a lot and soiled your clothing.

Trust in humanity, she is only in her infancy, she will grow to be great and trustworthy.

I'm not sure that people want to go back to the womb. People want to go back to the teats of your mother and hear your mother's heartbeat.

The natural heat, say the good-fellows, first seats itself in the feet: that concerns infancy; thence it mounts into the middle region, where it makes a long abode and produces, in my opinion, the sole true pleasures of human life; all other pleasures in comparison sleep; towards the end, like a vapor that still mounts upward, it arrives at the throat, where it makes its final residence, and concludes the progress.

Children, you are the future,' he said, and today I realize he did not mean it the way it sounded. The reason children are the future is not that they will one day be grownups. No, the reason is that mankind is moving more and more in the direction of infancy, and childhood is the image of the future.

This love for everyday things, part natural from the wide eye of Infancy, part a literary calculation

There is another connection between infancy and dreams: both are followed by amnesia. When we emerge from either state, we have great difficulty remembering what we have experienced. In both cases, I would suggest, the left hemisphere of the neocortex, which is responsible for analytic recollection, has been functioning ineffectively.

March 1. DEAR BABY: I like the way you turn in half circles on the mattress, like a senile clock.

Kindspech ist eben das, womit man auf die Welt kommt.

Colonial system, public debts, heavy taxes, protection, commercial wars, etc., these offshoots of the period of manufacture swell to gigantic proportions during the period of infancy of large-scale industry. The birth of the latter is celebrated by a vast, Hero-like slaughter of the innocents.

There must be reasons why we men are so hipped on breasts as if we'd all been weaned too soon.

I was born singing. Most babies cry, I sang an aria.