Quotes About Child

She found him on the back terrace,slouched on the balustrade,smoking a thin cigar. "Why did you do that?"she asked as soon as the French doors closed behind her. He shot her a tired,lazy look."Do what,darling?" "Treat me as though I am a child-and I am not your darling."Oh,but she would like to be.

It was one of the unfair things of life--that your child had to look like your ex-husband.

Then the boy went to sleep And one or two embers alive in the ashes flared up In the shape of your beloved face. Thousands of dreams spread over the land. Stars like silver eyes twinkling in the night… You shining ones fell to Earth Even though the cons turn many prayers to dust, I will keep praying. Please love that child And kiss the hand you're holding.

A father knows his child's heart, as only a child can know his fathers.

Everything's dark, nothing is bright," the child sang, "No one can stop us on Halloween night." Evelyn smiled. "This is our night, this is our street, give us some money, or candy to eat." The

There was something terribly wrong with the child, and simply by crossing paths with him, Phil had caught his attention. He felt trapped in a bizarre otherworld in which everything was crooked, but the harder he fought to extricate himself, the more tangled he became. So, in the absence of better options, he stopped struggling.

A little girl, asked where her home was, replied, "where mother is."

The child turned to look at Elizabeth, then stood up. The head was more disproportionately large than that of a human baby. Upon some reassuring noises from the adults, the the young saur ran across the grass and tumbled into Elizabeth's lap. She crooned over it, tickling and stroking; it reached up its clawed fingers to her hair and whistled. "Her name is Blathora," said Salasso. "She is two years old." . . . "Sharp teeth," warned Salasso. "And a taste for mammal blood.

To nije ništa opasno, zar ne zlato moje. Ispunjena nježnoš?u privila je dijete na grudi..barem ste vi malo dražesno ?udo.

know who I am! I'm a new creature in Christ Jesus. I'm a child of God. I'm an heir of God. I'm a joint-heir with Jesus Christ. I'm the righteousness of God. Hallelujah!

Come now my child If we were planning to harm you, do you think we'd be lurking here beside the path in the darkest part of the forest?

within arm's reach of the unfamiliar adult. Soon he was pointing with a crooked finger,

A relaxed body is more protected from damage.] There is a Daoist saying, "When a child or a drunk falls from a carriage, their bones don't break." This is because they are embodying the qigong principle of song relaxation , and so are able to adapt to the ground as they fall.

I believe the best service to the child is the service closest to the child, and children who are victims of neglect, abuse, or abandonment must not also be victims of bureaucracy. They deserve our devoted attention, not our divided attention.

Birdie is amazing and such an incredible child and I'm having such a great time being a mom but I still want to have a career and I still look forward to auditions and parts, and when I don't get them I'm disappointed.

You open the gates of the soul to let the dark flood of chaos flow into your order and meaning. If you marry the ordered to the chaos you produce the divine child, the supreme meaning beyond meaning and meaninglessness.

the spirit of the depths teaches me that I am a servant, in fact the servant of a child. This dictum was repugnant to me and I hated it. But I had to recognize and accept that my soul is a child

My God is a child, so wonder not that the spirit of this time in me is incensed to mockery and scorn.

If you marry the ordered to the chaos you produce the divine child, the supreme meaning beyond meaning and meaninglessness.

But the fact remains that the most thorough explanation leaves the patient in many cases an intelligent but still incapable child.

Time is a child—playing like a child—playing a board game—the kingdom of the child. This is Telesphoros, who roams through the dark regions of this cosmos and glows like a star out of the depths. He points the way to the gates of the sun and to the land of dreams.2

The heaviest burden any child bears is the unlived life of the parent.

Where was it written that I, child of no one, deserved such joy? It only happened at night, this abyss of dread, never during the day. Only in the empty hours between today and yesterday, when I was alone with my sleeping lover and the weight of the past crept upon me like a reproachful ghost.

We set out on the trail of a murderous monster and ended up face to face with a frightened child.