Quotes About Nurture

People didn't love all of this when they still had it. If you love something, you do what's best for it. You don't destroy it.

Birds know, better than humans, not to spoil the nest.

My plant is probably dead." Camryn looks slightly surprised. "You have a plant?" I smile. "Yeah, her name's Georgia.

To reap a return in ten years, plant trees. To reap a return in 100, cultivate the people.

The true character of a society is revealed in how it treats its children.

Girls are the future mothers of our society, and it is important that we focus on their well-being.

Cherishing children is the mark of a civilized society.

What society does to its children, so will its children do to society.

el amor implica el impulso de proteger, de nutrir, de dar refugio, y también de acariciar y mimar, o de proteger celosamente, cercar, encarcelar. Amar significa estar al servicio, estar a disposición, esperando órdenes, pero también puede significar la expropiación y confiscación de toda responsabilidad. Dominio a través de la entrega, sacrificio que paga con engrandecimiento.

The best thing a man can do for his children is love their mother.

Are we slaves or masters of our genes? We are neither, and it's a dumb, simplistic question.

I realize now that a happy mother might very well make a joyful child.

For not many men . . . can love a friend who fortune prospers without envying; and about the envious brain cold poison clings and doubles all the pain life brings him. His own woundings he must nurse, and feel another's gladness like a curse.

What suckling craved the creature, born full-fanged?

Train up a child in the way he should go; and when he is old he will not depart therefrom.

There are students that are scattered, who need to see something through to the finish, but I would say there are possibly more who do not entertain the leaps of the mind that need to be nurtured, and this desire to finish becomes more about being a good student than about finishing something interesting. Where does work ethic fit in with writing? I think that's pretty complicated from one writer to the next. You need some kind of work ethic, but what does it look like for you?

Differ though we might with Christianity's view of what precisely our souls need, it is hard to discredit the provocative underlying thesis, which seems no less relevant in the secular realm than in the religious one--that we have within us a precious, childlike, vulnerable core which we should nourish and nurture on its turbulent journey through life.

If we wanted to think about it,' wrote Proust, 'perhaps there is no really loving mother who could not, on her dying day, and often long before, address this reproach to her son. The truth is that as we grow older we kill all those who love us by the cares we give them, by the anxious tenderness we inspire in them and constantly arouse.

If as adults we have even a measure of mental health, it is almost certainly because, when we were helpless infants, there was a person (to whom we essentially owe our lives) who pushed their needs to one side for a time in order to focus wholly on ours. They interpreted what we could not quite say, they guessed what might be ailing us, they settled and consoled us. They keyp the chaos and noise at bay and cut the world up into manageable pieces for us.

I'm lucky, you see: I had two mothers. One gave life to me; one raised me. But they both loved me. You know, some people don't even get that once... There's only one disadvantage, really, to having two mothers. You know twice the love... but you grieve twice as much.

There's a French saying, 'Où le Dieu a vous semé, il faut savoir fleurir.' Let's see, 'Wherever God has planted you, you must know how to flower'...

Think about it. We are born into a relationship. You are born in the womb, deeply connected to and dependent on your mother. You eat what she eats. You hear what she hears. That need for connection doesn't change, but it can end up looking like a lot of different things. What gives consistency to people is a deep sense of worth—a feeling of being loved as we are loved by God.

Indeed, mother, you are always our helper. For what else are we born?

of eighteen kittens reared in the company of rodents, only three became rodent-killers later on. The other fifteen could not be trained to kill later by seeing other cats killing. For them the rodents had become 'family' and were no longer 'prey'. Even the three killers would not attack rodents of the same species as the one with which they were reared.