Quotes About Child

I had a different impression of motherhood. I was told it'll be tough but I realised that eventually it is what you make of it. When you see the love your child gives, giving up a few things doesn't feel like any sacrifice.

You're supposed to put the child in their own room at six weeks. I don't think your child should ever sleep with you.

I'm not a doctor or scientist. I'm just a mom. But I do think there's a genetic predisposition, and there are environmental triggers. I feel like that combination, in my child's case, is what resulted in autism.

Any gifted child can potentially get in real trouble because of the way they are handled.

I had been a real problem child, but once I got into acting, my parents never had any more trouble with me because all of that energy was directed in a positive way.

Some have said that 'Frankenstein' is a story of a bad parenting giving rise to a troubled child.

I think a child may be the only thing that could give me true happiness.

If you want to learn the true nature of a child you have to watch how she plays. If you want to learn the true nature of an adult you have to watch how she does her job.

It's a form of bullying, in my opinion, to make sure that your kid gets the best grades, the best jobs and all that sort of stuff. I just want my child to be happy. I want him to do his best and trust God in the rest, but I'm not going to bully him.

Gratitude is really, really attractive. A child who is genuinely grateful makes you want to do anything for her, and that is true of adults as well.

Capitalism is like a child: if you want the child to grow up free and productive, somebody's got to look over the shoulder of that child.

I deplore the horrible crime of child-murder...We want prevention, not merely punishment. We must reach the root of the evil, and destroy it.

When I found out I was pregnant, my mother said, 'Dont separate your life, the life that youre going to make with this child, from the things that you are and what you want to do.'

My attitude is that if anybody of any age wants to read a book, let them, but I do think that no child would want to read Boneland.

The top priority is leaving no child behind. We want accountability in the system, and we want schools to recognize they have a responsibility to teach students.

The wagon rolled on, on its way to the mines. Harllo, who so loved the sun, was destined to wake in darkness, and mayhap he was never again to see the day's blessed light.  Out on the lake the water glittered with golden tears. As if the sun might relinquish its hard glare and, for just this one moment, weep for the fate of a child.

Show me a merciful child and I will truly avow a belief in miracles.

Literalism is like giving a child a calculus book as a step stool to reach a washbasin. In so doing, much is lost that lies with the proper use of the book. Certainly children need step stools, but that particular use misses the true potential the book has to offer.

Substituting formal reading instruction for read-alouds is like showing a child how to grow flowers by providing a hoe to dig holes but neglecting to provide the seeds or to take the time to watch those seeds grow.

Demons run when a good man goes to war Night will fall and drown the sun When a good man goes to war Friendship dies and true love lies Night will fall and the dark will rise When a good man goes to war Demons run, but count the cost The battle's won, but the child is lost

Pity the child for his loss. He truly wanted his laser gun to kill the Minotaur, believed that it would, even. Each time an act of hope fails, the capacity for experiencing hope itself diminishes. The child will be lucky if he reaches adulthood with even a shred of faith intact.

When I was a kid we had a sandbox. It was a quicksand box. I was an only child...eventually.

Dear little Bog-Face, Why are you so cold? And why do you lie with your eyes shut?-- You are not very old. I am a Child of this World And a Child of Grace, And Mother, I shall be glad when it is over, I am Bog-Face.

We touch, and the link is forged. Clawing the residue of Beth's failing strength in my grasp, I align our souls with the child's. I can even see her name, as if it marks every cell of her body. Rayojini. Rayo. Daughter. She had been waiting for us. She is the one, the only possible one.