Quotes About Childhood

Tears crawled out of Claude's eyes and nose, and besides he was only five, but he tried to comfort his parents anyway. 'I just feel a little bit sad. Sad isn't bleeding. Sad is okay.

I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began.

As soon as Nicholas was born, my mother swore she'd rather see her daughters become Jehovah's Witnesses or pole dancers before she saw her first grandchild in daycare when my sister went back to work. I don't think it was originally the idea of daycare that didn't sit well with her but the fact that there, in a bassinet, was a fresh slate, a lump of clay that could be worked on and molded into the perfect child who had eluded her the first time around with her own daughters.

child never allowed to give would surely become a self-indulgent adult, his happiness dependent upon whatever was put into his outstretched palm.

Plus, we adults have unhealed hurts from our own childhoods, which sometimes get in the way right when our children need our support. Our own piles of old feelings interfere with parenting playfully. In turn, that makes it hard to help children with their emotional difficulties

But for ten minutes I'd been transported somewhere else. Andy's room. A world where toys lived. Had feelings. Had problems. I had no idea who was behind it all, but somewhere in this building there were magicians at work.

I grew up in a completely bookless household. It was my father's boast that he had never read a book from end to end. I don't remember any of his ladies being bookish. So I was entirely dependent on my schoolteachers for my early reading with the exception of The Wind in the Willows, which a stepmother read to me when I was in hospital.

The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous.

The tears of childhood fall fast and easily, and evil be to him who makes them flow.

It is an acknowledged truth that the constancy of a good father during childhood goes a long way to prevent a girl from letting herself get kicked around by jerkface male sadists later in life -- and I am no exception to this rule.

I used to do skits for my mom... and I was always entertaining as a kid.

Ever since I was a little child, I refused to see movies of books that I loved. Because you already know what Heidi looks like and she doesn't look like Shirley Temple.

When I was very little, say five or six, I became aware of the fact that people wrote books. Before that, I thought that God wrote books. I thought a book was a manifestation of nature, like a tree. When my mother explained it, I kept after her: What are you saying? What do you mean? I couldn't believe it. It was astonishing. It was like--here's the man who makes all the trees. Then I wanted to be a writer, because, I suppose, it seemed the closest thing to being God.

Jen ended up as a single parent with three children fathered by three different men who were in the entertainment industry, too. Eve spent her teenage years trying to bring order to the chaos at home, raising her two younger siblings while her mom was off chasing roles and men. Eve resented her mother, her absentee father, and Hollywood for stealing her childhood.

Elmo doesn't grow. People show him something and he laughs. He doesn't learn a lesson. It's the exact opposite of what old "Sesame Street" used to do. Elmo has been learning the same lesson his whole life, which is that Elmo likes Elmo.

My favorite movie star, far and away, was Errol Flynn. I thought that this guy was the greatest because he always played such heroic roles. He was either the sheriff of Dodge City, or he was Robin Hood, or he was Captain Blood. When I would leave the theater, I'd be about 10 years old I guess ... I would imagine I had a little crooked smile on my face the way Errol Flynn did, and an imaginary sword at my side. I'd be looking around for little girls that might be [attacked] by some bullies.

That's what everybody tells me. "I would've had a great comic-book collection, but my mother made me throw them away." But when I was growing up, my mother didn't care. As long as I was reading, she didn't care if my room was filled with comics. I could have saved everything. I was just too stupid to do it.

Listen, everything I did in my childhood was competitive. Everything we did my dad made it into a game to win. We used to drive my mum nuts.

The cherubim of love are better far Than pillared wisdom's most seraphic star. And knowledge cannot bring the sweet delight Of childhood's faith that pierces darkest night.

I miss being a kid. I got food, clothing, and shelter for free. Grownups only get that in jail.

The last time I saw you, I was trying to throw thumbtacks into your cradle!

Sunny did not eat the wood, of course, but she chewed on it and pretended it was a carrot, or an apple, or a beef and cheese enchilada, all of which she loved.

The infant was standing on a spot in someone else's story, during a moment of her own.

If you are a baby, your family will sere you in your underwear many times, and there's no use being embarrassed about it