Quotes About Childhood

I sometimes ask myself how it came about that I was the one to develop the theory of relativity. The reason, I think, is that a normal adult never stops to think about problems of space and time. These are things which he has thought about as a child.

If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.

Ordinarily it would have been great fun for her to run up to this huge and gentle-looking collie and pat him. But the terrors of her parents' lecture were still fresh in her baby mind.

I don't remember ever feeling lonely; in fact, on the rare occasions when I met other children I found their games and their talk far less interesting than the adventures and dialogues I read in my books.

It might have seemed ridiculous to anyone watching, this white-haired maintenance worker, all alone, making like an airplane. But the running boy is inside every man, no matter how old he gets.

When I call to mind my earliest impressions, I wonder whether the process ordinarily referred to as growing up is not actually a process of growing down; whether experience, so much touted among adults as the thing children lack, is not actually a progressive dilution of the essentials by the trivialities of living.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which mean never losing your enthusiasm.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm.

Cubre la memoria de tu cara con la máscara de la que serás y asusta a la niña que fuiste

Por momentos la poesía debiera ser un paroxismo, me digo, semejante a un aullido de dolor infinito. A veces la siento como frenesí, tambores, desenfreno, rabia, gritos, truenos, rayos. Ahora es un gesto tristísimo, como la mirada de un niño perdido.

Lo que sucede es esto: un estado infantil de frustración continua, un anhelar algo y sentirme culpable del anhelo, un deseo de amor pero también una oscura complacencia de no ser amada.

Enseguida el niño comprueba que ha sucedido algo mucho más terrible que los fantasmas sin forma que venían atormentándolo: en un segundo, su vida ha transcurrido en su casi totalidad. Sus padres están muertos hace mucho. La casa es otra. Nadie escucha su llanto.

It was this feeling which had impelled him to visit once more those places familiar to his youth, to live over again in memory those dear, painfully sweet recollections of his childhood, overshadowed with a poetical sadness, to wound his soul once more with the sweet grief of recalling that which was for ever past—the irrevocable purity and clearness of his first impressions of life.

vide quella gran macchina del duomo sola sul piano, come se, non di mezzo a una città, ma sorgesse in un deserto; e fermò su due piedi, dimenticando tutti i suoi guai, a contemplare anche da lontano quell'ottava maraviglia, di cui aveva tanto sentito parlare fin da bambino.

You are right. I have no idea, and it is none of my business, and I was taught to obey my parents. But sometimes it is just impossible to obey blindly. Sometimes a child must strike out on her own. A child cannot be a child forever, whether that means not touching a spindle or . . . or . . .

There are one hundred glow-stars on my bedroom ceiling. (...) Glow-stars are strange. They make the ceiling disappear.

I made Mommy put a blanket in there with him...A blanket and a flashlight...So he'll be warm and not scared of the dark. Just till he gets to God's house. - thoughtful 4 year old, Abby Delaney

She usually survived the Christmas season by ignoring it as best as possible but there were certain elements that reminded her of a pleasant time in her childhood, what she called the prefire days. Music of the season was one of those things that she took heart in. Maggie

Maybe it's a way for you to be that knight in shining armor who comes to the rescue—the one who never came to your rescue as a child." Maggie

Was there? Was it true? Or was it just grown-ups making you scared with their own fears?

Nice," I tell him. "So you literally steal candy from babies.

Being a child was not fun for me.

My mother's most common childhood memory of me is standing next to me trying to be heard over the voice on the page. I didn't really commit to writing until I understood that it meant making that happen for someone else.

We learn our first lessons about money as children, and these shape much of our ideas about it. We learn these lessons from our parents, but from others also. But I feel as if I have always been taught about money by everyone, every day of my life a lesson, whether I want it or not, in what money is and does.