Quotes About Childhood

Maybe we never get over what happened when we were little.

There was something about being a child of divorce...I'd always felt somehow responsible for everyone's mood. If I was cute and cheerful enough, I believed, everyone would be happy. If they weren't, clearly I wasn't trying hard enough.

At 6 years old, the ice became a place for me to express myself. Because I was so shy off the ice, it became my safe haven, with music and freedom and self-expression. That was my emotional outlet.

Caro: "Bite me." Ruby: "I gave that up in kindergarten.

Although she hadn't seen her parents for years, it turned out that a parent's disapproval was a powerful, lingering voice that shaped and defined one's self-image.

It makes no difference that there were already conflicts in childhood, for the conflicts in childhood are different from the conflict of adults. Those who have suffered ever since childhood from a chronic neurosis do not suffer now from the same conflict they suffered from then.

All parental difficulties reflect themselves without fail in the psyche of the child, sometimes with pathological results.

There is no correlation between a childhood success and a professional athlete.

When will we learn that childhood is in a great sense not simply a preparation for adult life but a thing unique and complete in itself – a masterpiece of God.

An ordinary kitten will ask more questions than any five year old.

I got started when I was 3 years old because my father was a music teacher and my lessons were free. Instead of learning to walk, you learn to play the piano.

Woe to those who lead idle lives. Idleness is a dreadful illness and must be cured in childhood. If it is not cured then, it can never be cured.

In the Land of Toys, every day, except Sunday, is a Saturday. Vacation begins on the first of January and ends on the last day of December. That is the place for me! All countries should be like it! How happy we should all be!

Let me tell you that every man, whether he is born rich or poor, is obliged to do something in this world—to occupy himself, to work. Woe to those who lead slothful lives. Sloth is a dreadful illness and must be cured at once, in childhood. If not, when we are old it can never be cured.' Pinocchio

Yukar?da o kadar büyük bir uzay var ki, çok s?radan bir galaksinin bu ücra kö?esinde özel bir ?eyler oldu?unu dü?ünmek çocukça olur.

I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.

The words with which a child's heart is poisoned, whether through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.

Yo recuerdo siempre que cuando tenía cinco años dije a mi madre que estaba deseando ser mayor para salir sola a la calle. Me contestaron que mientras más mayor fuese más acompañada iría siempre. Para mí esta contestación fue horrible. Me acuerdo todavía de la perra que cogí y de lo angustiosa que me pareció la vida en aquel momento

Eight: the age of exploration, of ghosts and secret forays; the age at which a mystery lurks behind every curtain and every armoire opens into a magical world, which you may enter at any time, but who knows when you will return.

I grew up in a bookless house - my parents didn't read poetry, so if I hadn't had the chance to experience it at school I'd never have experienced it. But I loved English, and I was very lucky in that I had inspirational English teachers, Miss Scriven and Mr. Walker, and they liked us to learn poems by heart, which I found I loved doing.

I was a very lonely child and it's funny but the first word that comes to my head is "starved". I felt starved of affection, starved of love and I felt that it wasn't OK to ask for it. Maybe there was a sense that if I deserved it, it would be there. There must be something I'd done which meant I didn't deserve it.

I was a very lonley child and it's funny but the first word that comes to my head is "starved". I felt starved of affection, starved of love and I felt that it wasn't OK to ask for it. Maybe there was a sense that if I deserved it, it would be there. There must be something I'd done which meant I didn't deserve it.

As a child I was a member of The Gifted Child Society and continually praised for my intelligence. Now, after a lifetime of not living up to my potential (I'm 49), I'm learning to apply myself to a task. And also to see failure not as a sign of stupidity but as lack of experience and skill. Your chapter helped see myself in a new light.

Anyone's childhood can be an act of disablement if rehearsed and replayed and squinted at in a certain light. . .