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I felt caged by my childhood.

If I’d been a cowboy, it might’ve ended well.Somewhere on the ramble, I’m sure I’d have to sellMy guns along the highway. My coins to the table To make a gambler’s double, I’d double debts...

If you can’t find any fun during childhood, you naturally won’t look for it as you grow up to maturity. You will grow ‘hard,’ and look upon fun as foolish. Also, if you don’t furnish...

Children are good learners. The first learn to act what they hear and see.

Did you know that childhood is the only time in our lives when insanity is not only permitted to us, but expected?

The child, screaming for refuge, senses how feeble a shelter the twig hut of grown-up awareness is. They claim strength, these parents, and complete sanctuary. The weeping earth itself knows how desperate is the child’s...

I tried to show him things, but he didn’t seem to study what I showed him. Usually, he just put whatever I handed him in his mouth. He would try to eat anything. I fed...

…after all, who isn’t a survivor from the wreck of childhood?

I remember making that vow, the one not to forget. Not to remember what happened, but to remember who I was and how I felt.

So childhood too feels good at first, before one happens to notice the terrible sameness, age after age.

See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and...

Si, bien avant la puberté, et parfois même dès sa toute petite enfance, elle nous apparaît déjà comme sexuellement specifiée, ce n’est pas que de mystérieux instincts immédiatement la vouent à la passivité, à la...

Only children simply accept the fact that their parents have the right to make choices for them. Even disobedient children never question the fact that their parents have that right. They may choose to flout...

. . . I suppose one starts out, as a child, being romantic and dreaming of adventure. Poetic. Then reality comes along, and with it, a whole lot of prose.

How much time could you spend staring out the ocean, even if it was the ocean you’d loved since you were a boy?

It’s not until you’re older that you realise how important the things that happened to you when you were a kid are. Even things you only half remember.

I gave up on ever trying to get ‘my way.’ I barely knew it existed.

I’ve matured a lot. You can only stay mad so long. I think (his childhood) helped me to see how not to do it the right way and to try to do it better when...

You know, it’s a sad and unfortunate state of affairs that you have to live in a world where eight-year-olds refuse to believe in anything that they cannot touch or measure, and anyone who happens...

I don’t know where to start,” one [writing student] will wail. Start with your childhood, I tell them. Plug your nose and jump in, and write down all your memories as truthfully as you can....

Ask me about my childhood, and I will tell you to walk to the edge of the woods with a choir of crickets chirping from every direction, a hot, humid breeze brushing through your hair,...

Brushing my little teeth every morning of my childhood, I stood on my tippy toes, leaned over the sink and said to myself that when I am a big girl I will see from this...

Peter Pan has to be the book of my childhood. Come to think of it, it’s the book of my adulthood too. It’s a book which, in the reading of it, takes me back to...

Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days.

What, after all, is more real to us than the geography of our childhoods?

that business minded people can meet there easily!” Your dream must be situated where they can meet people!

The worst part of childhood is not knowing that bad things pass, that time passes. A terrible moment in childhood hovers with s kind of eternity, unbearable.

Every moment I have ever experienced as a child is as important as every moment I am experiencing now, or will experience ever. I guess what I’m saying is that not everybody should have children.

A child with minimal video and TV exposure… might be more naive about social ills but at the same time more sophisticated in inner direction, self-discipline, and the realities of her actual physical world.

The Babar the Elephant book is sitting in front of me. I pick it up and start reading it. I remember reading it as a small Boy and enjoying it and imagining that I was...

Şımarmak çocukluğumuzdaki ruha misafirliğe gitmektir.

The smooth, flat rocks were exactly the same, the sea pounded down on them in the same way, and also the landscape under the water, with its small valleys and bays and steep chasms and...

God predetermined the destiny of my life, the moment I was conceived in my mothers womb. All the distractions of life, never prevented God to fulfill His purpose for my life.

I try to clutch onto those last moments in the place that I was born to, but I was so busy *living* them! How was I to know I’d have to capture everything I ever...

If we don’t somehow stem the tide of childhood obesity, we’re going to have a huge problem.

The customs are as formalised as an eighteenth-century minuet, and a child at the race’s knee learns the moves and twirls by osmosis and observation.

Gym should be illegal. It’s humiliating.

I drop to the curb like childhood leaving a body.

A stodgy parent is no fun at all. What a child wants and deserves is a parent who is SPARKY

…so one day my mother sat me down and explained that I couldn’t become an explorer because everything in the world had already been discovered. I’d been born in the wrong century, and I felt...

Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin against the mortar and bricks, drank in the warmth of the...

Siempre flotaban en el aire los perfumes de los dulces de leche y nuez que hacía mi abuela, los de sus conservas y mermeladas, los del tomillo y el epazote que crecían en macetas en...

Children wear their natures like brightly-colored clothes; that’s why they lie so transparently. Adulthood is the art of deceit.

They were happier now than they would ever be again. A tenpenny tea set made Cam happy for days. She heard them stamping and crowing on the floor above her head the moment they woke....

How many times do I have to repeat this: my childhood was fantastic.

He was, out of all sight (as I remember him), the nicest boy that ever spun a top or broke a window.

He had always tried to treat Havaa as a child and she always went along with it, as though childhood and innocence were fantastical creatures that had died long ago, resurrected only in games of...

Childhood was the past. It couldn’t be changed, only remembered.

I missed my mother and Elysius. It wasn’t that I wanted them with me at that very moment. I wanted them in the past. I wanted to have back just one sunny afternoon together.