Before I would hurt a child, I would slit my wrists.
Loss has no friend, no allies, no benefit to the human spirit.
Even as a little child, I’ve always had that comedian kind of attitude.
I was never taught how to raise a child, because I wasn’t raised properly.
Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time, just springtime last, our infant child pushed through the fragile barrier of her womb. Her legs branched out, just as...
WHAT am I, after all, but a child, pleas’d with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over; I stand apart to hear—it never tires me. To you, your name also; Did you think there was nothing but two or three pronunciations in the sound of your name?
A boy is a man in miniature, and though he may sometimes exhibit notable virtue, as well as characteristics that seem to be charming because they are childlike, he is also a schemer, self-seeker, traitor, Judas, crook, and villain – in short, a man.
I find the term ‘perfect child’ to be an oxymoron.
THE VOICEI know you can’t see me,But you are a part of me.Like that finger on your hand,Only bigger.Through you and with you,I am living and growing,Learning,Expanding,And having fun.If you think you’re alone,You’re wrong.I’m here in your eyes reading this with you.I’m there,Sitting in your seat with you,Experiencing your surroundings.You’re not alone.I’m not alone.Together we...
A child, like your stomach, doesn’t need all you can afford to give it.
The Aeon is a child at play with colored balls.(translation/paraphrase: Terence McKenna)
Listen to the child in you and follow its innocence
In my dreams,” said Ender, “I’m never sure whether I’m really me.