Quotes About Child

There's not a child so small and weak but has his little cross to take, his little work of love and praise that he may do for Jesus' sake.

Once in royal David's cityStood a lowly cattle shed,Where a mother laid her babyIn a manger for his bed:Mary was that mother mild,Jesus Christ her little child.

It was a place you could take refuge, if you knew how to get in. And each time you left it, each time your child passed out of your sight, you feared you might never be able to return to that place again.

They set up her nursery in the bedroom in the attic, where things that were not wanted were kept

That was his mother: formidable and ferocious when her child was in need.

That child who she thought had been her opposite but who had, deep inside, inherited and carried and nursed that spark her mother had long ago tamped down, that same burning certainty that she knew right from wrong.

It was a place you could take refuge, if you knew how to get in. And each time you left it, each time your child passed out of your sight, you feared you might never be able to

Margaret did not question; she understood this, how slippery and elastic time was in the fact of your child, how it seemed to move not in a line but in endless loops, circling back again and again, overwriting itself.

At great periods you have always felt, deep within you, the temptation to commit suicide. You gave yourself to it, breached your own defenses. You were a child. The idea of suicide was a protest against life; by dying, you would escape this longing for death.

There are better ways to teach a child compassion.

The Smile of a Child makes the Universe larger. (Le sourire d'un enfant agrandit l'univers)

The infant phenomenon.

With a weary and yet a pleased smile, and with an action as if he stretched his little figure out to rest, the child heaved his body on the sustaining arm, and seeking Rokesmith's face with his lips, said: 'A kiss for the boofer lady.

Let me persuade you then--oh, do let me persuade you," said the child, "to think no more of gains or losses, and to try no fortune but the fortune we pursue together.

She did not greatly alter in appearance. The plain dark dresses, akin to mourning dresses, which she and her child wore, were as neat and as well attended to as the brighter clothes of happy days. She lost her colour, and the old and intent expression was a constant, not an occasional, thing; otherwise, she remained very pretty and comely.

It may have been characteristic of Mr. Dombey's pride, that he pitied himself through the child. Not poor me. Not poor widower, confiding by constraint in the wife of an ignorant Hind* who has been working "mostly underground" all his life, and yet at whose door Death had never knocked, and at whose poor table four sons daily sit—but poor little fellow!

He was a mere child in the world, but he didn't cry for the moon.

there is a natural propriety in the companionship: always to be noted in confidence between a child and a person who has any merit of reality and genuineness: which is admirably pleasant.

It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. Oh God! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust

Therefore, when you do stumble, always remember you have an Advocate before the Father—Jesus Christ—who hears your prayers for forgiveness and cares when you are hurting. God may discipline you when you yield to temptation, but He will never withhold His love from you. You are His child. This truth never changes. And because He is righteous, loving, and steadfast, He will certainly never fail you.

To live in joys that once have been, To put the cold world out of sight, And deck life's drear and barren scene With hues of rainbow light... Ye golden hours of life's young spring, Of innocence, of love and truth! Bright beyond all imagining, Thou fairy dream of youth! I'd give all wealth that years have piled, The slow result of life's decay, To be once more a little child For one bright summer day.

What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.

Sweater, n.: garment worn by a child when its mother is feeling chilly.

October's child is born for woe, And life's vicissitudes must know, But lay an Opal on her breast, And hope will lull those woes to rest.