Quotes About Growth

He'd be fine. Every child went to school. They survived. They learned the rules of life.

send a message back through time to her fourteen-year-old self: "Don't worry, it all works out. You get a personality, you get a job, you work out what to do with your hair, and you get a boy who thinks you're beautiful.

Porque en tus hijos hay algo que saca al niño que hay en ti. Nada ni nadie puede sacarte de quicio como tu hijo.

Having a baby had been like starting a demanding new job and beginning a passionate love affair and moving to a new country with a different language and culture all at the same time. The baby filled her mind, her heart and her senses. She wanted to inhale her, to gobble her up.

Masha smiled. "Good. At first it will feel strange. You will have to fake it. But then you will remember. You will think, 'Oh, that's right, this is how I talk, this is how I walk. This is me, Carmel.'" She knocked her closed fist against her heart. "This is who I am.

They could fall in love with fresh new people, or they could have the courage and humility to tear off some essential layer of themselves and reveal to each other a whole new level of 'otherness', a level far beyond what sort of music they liked.

I don't think it works like that," said Joy. "It starts out small. You put up with little things in a relationship and then … the little things gradually get bigger.

This was just a glitch in an otherwise perfect relationship. Every relationship had its glitches. Its ups, its downs.

When will it all be over? When will she have time to think and feel again? Presumably not till the baby is a teenager and can safely fend for himself. Although, of course, teenagers need to be taught to drive and say no to drugs and wear condoms.

I think we should let them out,' said Yao. 'They were meant to be out by now.' 'We have to be ready to adapt,' said Masha. 'I told you both that at the beginning. For dramatic results, you need dramatic action. I know this is uncomfortable for them, but that's the only way people change. They have water. They have shelter. We are taking them out of their comfort zone, that's all. That's when growth occurs.

You put up with little things in a relationship and then … the little things gradually get bigger.

looked back tenderly and condescendingly at herself a year ago: all that unnecessary drama! There was enough love to go around for everyone.

Motherhood and marriage had made her a soft, spongy version of the girl she used to be.

Your child was a little stranger, constantly changing, disappearing and reintroducing himself to you. New personality traits could appear overnight.

If Janie Crowley had lived, she would have traveled and dieted, danced and cooked, laughed and cried, watched a lot of television and tried her very best.

He made her more confident, funnier, smarter. He brought out all the things that were there already and let her be fully herself, so she seemed to shine with this inner light.

guess Jack is too big for sandboxes now, although it's still there in their backyard. Sometimes, when Patrick is at work and Jack is at school, I go to the house and eat my lunch in the backyard.

Try not to saddle yourself with too distinct a personality too early in life. It might not suit you later on. Say

Grace quite likes the fact that you can think something is one way all your life, and it turns out you're wrong, it can be something else entirely. It makes her feel free. Nothing is rigid. Things change. You can change your mind. You can change your thinking. Grace

Tess preferred people from her past to stay in the past. Ex-boyfriends, old school friends, past colleagues--really, what was the point of them? Life moves on. Tess quite enjoyed reminiscing ABOUT people she once knew, not WITH them.

It was as if she were being picked up and put down again in each new stage of her life like a chess piece. She

there was something in your children that could bring out the child in yourself. Nothing and nobody could aggravate you the way your child could aggravate you.

You don't want to be you anymore. Of course you don't. Who would?

The last time she had had anything close to an enemy, she was in primary school herself. It had never crossed her mind that sending your child to school would be like going back to school yourself.