I remember, I remember how my childhood fleeted by. The…

Most of the things that I remember from childhood wouldn't make a particularly good story: rescuing worms during rainstorms, our schnauzer attacking a wheel…

— Kelly Link

“I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live...”

— John Steinbeck

The one thing about kids is that you never really know exactly what they're thinking or how they're seeing. After writing about kids, which…

— Stephen King

We remember our childhood and would cry until tomorrow / today on the delicate shoulders burden of heavy school bags and aspirations of parents…

— Mak_786

I always remember my childhood as traumatic, for various reasons; I always felt alienated, outside.

— Kate Zambreno

I'm aware of what kids like because I'm constantly in touch with them. Also, they say that a lot of people who write for…

— Eric Wilson

I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in…

— John Steinbeck

“Children are not like us. They are beings apart: impenetrable, unapproachable. They inhabit not our world but a world we have lost and can…

— Penelope Lively

A lot of the things that bore adults don't bore children, and people forget that. In some ways, boredom is a projection of adults…

— Alissa Quart

I don't remember my childhood very well at all, but my earliest memory is holding a man's hand as I was walking down the…

— Naomie Harris

I'm surprised by how much I remember [on childhood on film]. I think it's just because I had these interesting moments. Of course, you…

— Mara Wilson

If you don't remember childhood and you idealize it, you can't write books for kids because they're not real. Kids pick that up.

— Robert Munsch

'The Little Rascals' was set against the background of the Great Depression: the characters were living in poverty. It's just that it wasn't focused…

— Sean Baker

I don't remember much of my childhood. My father passed away when I was six, and sadly, I don't have the fuzziest, foggiest memory…

— Don Willett

“Her eyes were the eyes of one who can remember; one whose childhood does not fade like a dream, nor whose youth vanish like…

— Charlotte Brontë