Everything matters terribly to children, you know, they're fresh and unformed. — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“Who we were will be boldly illustrated in whatever our children became.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
Great mothers bring the arms of comfort to an insecure child in a world of uncertainty. — Reed Markham Copy Share Image
Your traditions change from when you a child to when you become an adult. — Katharine McPhee Copy Share Image
“If our children don't dream big enough, it's our fault.” — Sonia Cunningham Leverette Copy Share Image
I remember playing with my dad, and my kids will remember this as well. — Xabi Alonso Copy Share Image
But there can be no secrets in a house where there are children. — Diane Setterfield Copy Share Image
My children not only inspired me to reconsider what kind of eating animal I would be, but also shamed me into reconsideration. — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
“As a child I liked to piss on the carpet. The carpet rotted and I blamed it on the dog.” — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“It is marvelous to see the raw play of emotions on the face of a child. No trying to conceal any feeling… — Jessica Brockmole Copy Share Image
Parents should plant deeply the seed of the work ethic into the hearts and habits of their children. — Joseph B. Wirthlin Copy Share Image
Most mother-women give up whatever ghost of a unique and human self they may have when they 'marry' and raise children. — Phyllis Chesler Copy Share Image
“Mistakes are part of life. And yet, for some reason, most parents in this world, wish their children made no mistakes at… — Lukasz Laniecki Copy Share Image
Parents should be told that if they invest in the education and upbringing of a girl child, she will also make contributions… — Sharmila Tagore Copy Share Image
Once refugee children are in the U.K., adapting to their new surroundings can be a lonely and demoralising experience. — Katharine Viner Copy Share Image
Who is that blond child laughing as he runs after his colored marbles? [my marbles] It's me And who is the poet… — Pierre Albert-Birot Copy Share Image
And as long as America must choose, that long will there be a need and a place for the Democratic Party. We… — Robert Kennedy Copy Share Image
People never seemed to notice that, by saving time, they were losing something else. No one cared to admit that life was… — Michael Ende Copy Share Image
Social Democratic and trade union organs have approved of the illegal invasion of Belgium, of the massacre of suspected guerrillas, as well… — Clara Zetkin Copy Share Image
“Since I was in flight from religion, I assumed that my classmates had to be in flight from religion too, albeit in… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Come here, child,” he said to Katsa. “Let me see your eyes, for they make me stronger.” And his kindness brought a… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
When a child is born, it is immersed in an atmosphere charged with the stellar vibrations peculiar to that moment, which are… — Max Heindel Copy Share Image
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