Quotes About Childhood

Clown. A été disloqué dès l'enfance.

la belleza. Cuando la verdad y la experiencia no se la mostraron, se volvió hacia la fantasía y la ilusión, hallándola en sus mismos umbrales, entre los nebulosos recuerdos de los cuentos de su niñez y entre los sueños.

cuando somos niños oímos y soñamos, albergamos ideas a medio cuajar y, cuando al hacernos hombres intentamos recordar, nos vemos estorbados y convertidos en seres prosaicos por el veneno de la vida.

I never smoked a cigarette until I was nine.

Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness.

Calm, lasting beauty comes only in dream, and this solace the world had thrown away when in its worship of the real it threw away the secrets of childhood and innocence.

Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness. Wretched is he who looks back upon lone hours in vast and dismal chambers with brown hangings and maddening rows of antique books, or upon awed watches in twilight groves of grotesque, gigantic, and vine-encumbered trees that silently wave twisted branches far aloft. Such a lot the gods gave to me—to me, the dazed, the disappointed; the barren, the broken.

Kuranes no era moderno, y no pensaba como los demás escritores. Mientras ellos se esforzaban en despojar la vida de sus bordados ropajes del mito y mostrar con desnuda fealdad lo repugnante que es la realidad, Kuranes buscaba tan sólo la belleza. Y cuando no conseguía revelar la verdad y la experiencia, la buscaba en la fantasía y la ilusión, en cuyo mismo umbral la descubría entre los brumosos recuerdos de los cuentos y los sueños de niñez.

In every wanderer there is a latent urge to return to the scenes of his childhood.

Infeliz es aquel a quien sus recuerdos infantiles sólo traen miedo y tristeza.

Here cosmic sin had entered, and festered by unhallowed rites had commenced the grinning march of death that was to rot us all to fungous abnormalities too hideous for the grave's holding. Satan here held his Babylonish court, and in the blood of stainless childhood the leprous limbs of phosphorescent Lilith were laved.

the growing boy whose own mother inculcated a belief in his "ugliness";

Man is more perfect than god. Although this woman's doctrine, in which she was brought up from childhood, told her than all men were lost sinners, I have never heard her censure a man with so much as half a word. All her life is symbolized in the only words which she knows in her dotage. Please do; and, God bless you.

When I was a child I was told that whoever swallowed a hock-bone would one day own land, she said. Have you tried that? I was told a sheep's hock-bone bought a croft, a cow's an estate.

Children should live a wholesome and natural life and go about with a mussel in one corner of their mouths and a shrimp in the other instead of sweets.

Maybe you never stop feeling like an eight-year-old in front of your parents. You resolve to be your mature self, to react in this considered way rather than that elemental way, to breathe evenly from the bottom of your stomach and to see your parents as equals, but within five minutes your intentions are blown to hell, and you're babbling and screaming in rage like an angry child.

One falls in love, and then learns, for the duration, that one is at the mercy of someone else's childhood.

Being in love means being at the mercy of someone's childhood.

Without parents who had time for her, at an early age she had made herself self-sufficient.

language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst

Hans Christian Andersen

But he hasn't got anything on, a little child said.

Los cuentos son para dormir a los niños y despertar a los adultos.

Hans Christian Andersen