Quotes About Child

Nurturing a child's sense of personal worth and therefore hope and dreams for a wonderful future is perhaps the most important responsibility of every grownup in a child's life.

She named the child Gabriel, the messenger of God, the defender of Israel, the interpreter of Daniel's visions.

Look at the snow, the woman was saying to the child. The snow absolves Vienna of its sins. The snow falls on Vienna while the missiles rain on Tel Aviv.

For the child to die before the parent. It upends the natural order of things . One can't grieve properly. One can only think of vengeance. - Ari Shamron I

Death can't be so bad if mom went through it. It makes it easier for the child to follow.

Sloboda je stigla nenadano: neželjeno dijete predugog rata i ljudi umornih od biranja strana. Sloboda je imala ime za koje nismo hajali. Sloboda je imala ideale za koje nismo marili. Simbol! Jedino smo željeli znati koji ?e joj biti simbol! Morali smo znati koji ?e joj biti simbol!

David what your mother did to you was wrong. Verry wrong.No child deserves to be treated like that. She's sick.

Requiring nothing of a child gives them no opportunity for failure or success.

Your son having to have a poo-team," said Mrs Stokes. "I've never heard of that before in such a young person. So, where are they? How many people normally help him go to the toilet?

Tracer lighting up the sky. It's another families' turn to die. A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here. And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.

The mother's unavailability to supply the emotional fuel dampened or thwarted the child's desire to individuate and become his real self,

It has been my experience that most human stories are circular rather than linear. Regardless of the path we choose, we somehow end up where we commenced - in part, I suspect, because the child who lives in us goes along for the ride.

Her voice went soft and sweet: it seemed to be luring some small child into a gas chamber with promises of candy.

Of them all, it was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one's own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy.

Sarah and William's unhappiness, their quarrelling, had probably attracted the mongol child—yes, yes, of course she knew one shouldn't call them mongol.

I believed in the worth of biography and even of ethnography, but I believed more powerfully in the reach of a well-told narrative that set out to pull the reader into the life of that child I had not been. I did not want to relate what had happened to me.

What do you hope for that you haven't got? What can that child give you?' There was a little silence. 'A virgin audience for my riddles, I believe,' said Lymond thoughtfully, at length. 'But it certainly poses an ungallant question.

What an extraordinary fuss there has been,' said the Dame de Doubtance raspingly, 'about that irresponsible Irishwoman and her improper child.

That day, engrossed together in the fate of the child, he met her mind to mind and fell in love with her, with every grain of his spirit and cell of his body; with the essential finality of death.

Blue eyes stared into blue. "No," said Marthe. "Such things will not last. Music makes you a coward because you have no other key for your passions. One day it will come. And you forget. You have one child to see still to safety. I think you owe that to him, and to Philippa

Kate approved of the child's father, and so did she. Kate all her life had championed the underdog, and so therefore did she. And what more oppressed puppy in all the world was she likely to find than this one?

Poor little Hilary Thorpe wasn't in church,' she observed. 'Such a nice child. I should have liked you to see her. But she's quite prostrated, poor child, so Mrs Gates tells me. And you know, the village people do stare so at anybody who's in trouble and they will want to talk and condole. They mean well, but it's a terrible ordeal.

Sen iyi misin? dedi çocuk. Hay?r, dedi Arthur. Peki, sakal?nda neden bir kemik var? dedi çocuk. Onu, koyduÄŸum yeri sevmesi için eÄŸitiyorum.

In every society on earth the child is regarded as a member of his parents' groups.