Quotes About Childhood

So they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest a little boy and his Bear will always be playing.

The imaginary friends I had as a kid dropped me because their friends thought I didn't exist.

I'm one of five kids and we lived on a massive farm in New South Wales with my mum and dad.

In the small village I'm from we had a very old custom. On a child's first day of school, the rabbi would give him a slate on which the first two letters of the Hebrew alphabet were written in honey. The rabbi asked the child to lick up the letters and go on to use the slate to learn to read and write. The child would always remember that learning was sweet like honey.

Terrible (whom he greatly admired), was molded largely by traumatic childhood

A child wants some kind of undisrupted routine or rhythm. He seems to want a predictable, orderly world. For instance, injustice, unfairness or inconsistency in the parents seems to make a child feel anxious and unsafe. This attitude may not be so mu.

a child's ability for reprisal is infinite, and can last a lifetime.

I remembered... how the dust motes dancing in the morning rays formed their own galaxy. When I was a child, that sight had hinted at the wonderful and frightening complexity of the university, of how the closer one looked the more one saw revealed, and on'es imagination was the only limit.

But for a four-year-old, everything is sacred and ordinary.

I used to pretend a lot. I'm very good at it,

crossed-legged with my friend named Echo who taught me how to amplify the strange sound the frogs made by cupping my ears. I need to hold this close within me, when today's news is full of dead children, their faces opening their mouths for air that will not come. Once I was a child too and my friend and I sat for maybe an hour, eyes adjusting to the night sky, cupping and uncapping our ears to hear the song the tenderest animals made.

HOW MOST OF THE DREAMS GO First, it's a fawn dog, and then it's a baby. I'm helping him to swim in a thermal pool, the water is black as coffee, the cement edges are steep so to sink would be easy and final. I ask the dog (that is also the child), Is it okay that I want you to be my best friend? And the child nods. (And the dog nods.) Sometimes, he drowns. Sometimes, we drown together.

The romance of your child's childhood may be the last romance you can give up.

When I was kid, I remember playing 'Vogue' by Madonna over and over and over again. And ah, you know, something about the beat was really cool, and Madonna, visually, was on TV all the time and I thought she was just so beautiful.

Pola?y si? ?zy me czyste, rz?siste Na me dzieci?stwo sielskie, anielskie, Na moj? m?odo?? górn? i durn?, Na mój wiek m?ski, wiek kl?ski; Pola?y si? ?zy me czyste, rz?siste…

You eat and sleep it all day long and play on the streets until mom calls you in. My story is no different than anybody else's.

Writers as diverse as Wordsworth and Freud, as Blake and Dickens have all hypothesized that the turbulence and intensity we feel as young children are what ultimately give us our life force as adults. Without this first madness, without being able to sustain this emotional lifeline to our childhoods--to our most passionate selves-- our lives can being to feel futile

It is unrealistic to assume that if all goes well in a child's life, he or she will be happy. Happiness is not something one can ask of a child. Children suffer in a way that adults don't always realize under the pressure their parents put on them to be happy.

Sixth grade was a big time, in my childhood, of hoops and friendship, and coming up with funny things.

When traditional rules reach so far down that they touch a child's lemonade stand, things have probably gotten a bit out of control.

It's hard for a child to think clearly or constructively when someone is questioning, blaming, or advising her.

4. YOU CAN GIVE THE CHILD HIS WISHES IN FANTASY. "I wish I could make the banana ripe for you right now!

No one worries about you like your mother, and when she is gone, the world seems unsafe, things that happen unwieldy. You cannot turn to her anymore, and it changes your life forever. There is no one on earth who knew you from the day you were born; who knew why you cried, or when you'd had enough food; who knew exactly what to say when you were hurting; and who encouraged you to grow a good heart. When that layer goes, whatever is left of your childhood goes with her.

People have often told me that one of their strongest childhood memories is the scent of their grandmother's house. I never knew my grandmothers, but I could always count of the Bookmobile.