Quotes About Childhood

Speak roughly to your little boy and beat him when he sneezes! he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases!

Once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

When we were little, the Mock Turtle went on at last, more calmly, though still sobbing a little now and then, we went to school in the sea. The master was an old Turtle - we used to call him Tortoise - Why did you call him Tortoise, if he wasn't one? Alice asked. We called him Tortoise because he taught us, said the Mock Turtle angrily: really you are very dull!

Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread, with bitter tiding laden, shall summon to unwelcome bed a melancholy maiden! We are but older children, dear, who fret to find our bedtime near.

the English novel is childish because what is desired is not maturity and wisdom but a return to the safety and innocence of childhood—

daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

The best day of my life happened when I was five and almost died at Disney World. I'm sixteen now, so you can imagine that's left me with quite a few days of major suckage.

I do have to wonder what sort of childhood the Grimm brothers endured. They are not a merry bunch of storytellers, what with their children roasted by witches, maidens poisoned by old crones, and whatnot.

When did you become a cynic?" Sam asked. Evie smiled. "When I found out I was a little girl.

Every girl was once a prinsess

Without thinking about what she was doing, she pulled blueberries from the icebox and peaches from the fruit bin. She might have only been seven years old, but she was smart enough to know that her mother would have a fit if she pulled out knives, or did anything near the two-burner hot plate. Instead, Portia, pulled the peaches apart, catching the sticky-sweet juice on her tongue as it ran down her fingers. She found a slice of angel food cake wrapped in plastic and plopped the fruit on top.

this single memory, coupled with the others of Mother masturbating on me early in the mornings, or in front of me when I was small, was ample.

Mommy?" I plead. "Please?" "No," she pouts. "I'm nine!" "Please," I say and start to sob, my chest heaving its burden up and down. "I'm nine!" "Please be thirty-four!

You look like you're about to puke, he observed, pushing his cart forward. With a quick, inner shake she gathered herself and cut him off to take her rightful position as lead cart. I was trying to imagine you as a kid. It was horrifying.

My family's loud. Not big, but definitely demonstrative. My father still grabs my mother around the waist and tries to lure her into dark corners. As an adult, I appreciate their relationship. As a kid...Hell, we were scared to death not to announce ourselves before walking down a darkened hall.

One sister. Younger, of course. I terrorized her for most of our childhood. On the other hand, every time I fell asleep in the family room, she put makeup on my face and took pictures. So I guess it evens itself out. Plus, I'm the only man you'll ever meet who understands just how hard it is to remove waterproof mascara. And I guess I'll never run for political office. The photos alone would ruin me.

Our survival as a human community may depend as much upon our nurture of love in infancy and childhood as upon the protection of our society from external threats.

Toys are intriguing, and I want to see what I can do with them. On a deeper level, they represent one way that society socializes its young

When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

I think too often in our society parents, who may have good impulses, overreach and try to mold and shape and direct their child.

Values are most important. Democratic values have to be instilled from childhood and the child sees at an early stage in life in every situation in society.

I grew up in a society where everything you did was eavesdropped on, recorded, snitched on. I had friends when we were kids getting into trouble for telling anecdotes about Communist leaders.

Boy's natural play is rough and tumble play, it's the universal play of little boys. And it's very different from aggression. And we are a society that's failing to understand the distinction.