It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If...

Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.

You can’t love your mother or father if you don’t also have the capacity to grieve their deaths and, perhaps even more so, grieve parts of their lives.

A shaft of sunlight pierced the dark cluds and she looked up to see a silver lining. It was a sign, she thought.

not about my popularity. People have been supporting me since my childhood. They are supporting me because they want a change not about my popularity.

But with the morning almost gone, with seven bodachs in the recreation room, with living boneyards stalking the storm, with Death opening the door to a luge chute and inviting me to go for a...

Some veil between childhood and the present is necessary. If the veil is withdrawn, the artistic imagination sickens and dies, the prophet looks in the mirror with a disillusioned and cynical sneer, the scientist goes...

The adult were once young.The young have not yet attained adulthood.The young must learn to appreciate the wisdom of elderly people and learn from their life experiences.

What a tremendous power one needs to become his own master!

In the jumbled, fragmented memories I carry from my childhood there are probably nearly as many dreams as images from waking life. I thought of one which might have been my earliest remembered nightmare. I...

DEAR MISS MANNERS:I a tired of being treated like a child. My father says it’s because I am a child–I am twelve-and-a-half years old–but it still isn’t fair. If I go into a store to...

Childhood memories were like airplane luggage; no matter how far you were traveling or how long you needed them to last, you were only ever allowed two bags

Life is the childhood of our immortality.

What you knew in your childhood is true; the Otherworld of magic and enchantment is real, sometimes terribly real – and certainly more real than the factual reality which our culture has built up, brick...

When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood

I had a series of childhood illnesses; scarlet fever, pneumonia, polio. I walked with braces until I was at least nine years old. My life wasn’t like the average person who grew up and decided...

It’s remarkable the logic we’ll build around a misapprehension.

Father never approved of my toysSaw them as child’s playthingsI was a childThey were my worldI ruled thereAnd he stepped on themDestroying themAnd in turnDestroyed meI should have been left to playNow I must step...

It’s funny how when you’re little, you miss all the little lies. They float right past you, but you don’t wonder about them much. For a long time, you think this is just something adults...

We parked our bikes on verges so they could graze.

I know nothing about her. Just some books, and some stories she tried to tell me, and things I didn’t understand, and I remember big red soft hands and that smell. I never knew who...

Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks,” chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.

I enjoy load shedding in Nepal, when it allows me to witness the dancing of fireflies in the next field, and at the same time to hear children playing a chanting clapping game because there...

…because I was only eleven years old, I was wrapped in the best cloak of invisibility in the world.

There are many roles that people play and many images that they project. There is, for example, the “nice” man who is always smiling and agreeable. “Such a nice man,” people say. “He never gets...

As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not...

The warm night claimed her. In a moment it was part of her. She walked on the grass, and her shoes were instantly soaked. She flung up her arms to the sky. Power ran to...

Some stories are rooted in adventure, some in strife. Others are born of the heart, and the horrors and the joys locked therein are often immeasurable, and make us truly wonder what became of those...

A child isn’t born bitter. I point no fingers as to who tainted the clean, pure pool of my childhood. Let’s just say that when I realized that I didn’t want to grow up, the...

I think actors always retain one foot in the cradle. We’re switched on to our youth, to our childhood. We have to be because we’re in the business of transferring emotions to other people.

T m hồn trẻ thơ trong con người như cái mầm trong hạt, không có mầm thì hạt không bao giờ mọc lên được. Và bất kể những gì đang chờ đợi chúng ta ở...

The red firelight glowed on their two bonny heads and revealed their faces, animated with the eager interest of children; for, though he was twenty-three and she eighteen, each had so much of novelty to...

Dissociation, in a general sense, refers to a rigid separation of parts of experiences, including somatic experiences, consciousness, affects, perception, identity, and memory. When there is a structural dissociation, each of the dissociated self-states has...

To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream……if I have complained too long, it is because my memory, no longer having any...

It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.

Childhood is the barrel they give you/to go over the falls in.

Children with less opportunities often become adults with more flexibility.

Ne, nisu jučer ubili majku, srušili kuću. Ubili su, babo, moje djetinjstvo, mladost, snove, sav moj život.

I think it is unnatural to think that there is such a thing as a blue-sky, white-clouded happy childhood for anybody. Childhood is a very, very tricky business of surviving it. Because if one thing...

I think the child I was until 12 was so much more interesting than the teenager I became. As a teenager, you get wrapped up in your friends and sexual stuff, and the imaginative life...

Lily appeared, wearing her nightclothes, in the doorway. She gave an impatient sigh. ‘This is certainly a very LONG private conversation,’ she said. ‘And there are certain people waiting for their comfort object.’Lily,’ her mother...

I learned about religion the way most children learned about sex, [in the schoolyard]. . . . They terrified me by telling me there was a dead man in the sky watching everything I did...

Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unfolded before my eyes, and the gurgling waters of the river sang to the hum...

…Imagine having to ask whether you can go barefoot or not…But she remembers similar requests and prohibitions now, from twenty years and more back. “The childhood years are the best years of your life…” Whoever...

He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life.

The adult world may seem a cold and empty place, with no fairies and no Father Christmas, no Toyland or Narnia, no Happy Hunting Ground where mourned pets go, and no angels – guardian or...

No one ever forgets a toy that made him or her supremely happy as a child, even if that toy is replaced by one like it that is much nicer.

An environment-based education movement–at all levels of education–will help students realize that school isn’t supposed to be a polite form of incarceration, but a portal to the wider world.

The blessedness of being little!!!

Writing is my passion. Words are the way to know ecstasy. Without them life is barren. The poet insists, language is a body of suffering and when you take up language you take up the...