Look at you, standing there in your iron- gray dress, feeling pious and self- righteous while you starve small children!
We are God's middle children, according to Tyler Durden, with no special place in history and no special attention.
The Waverley sisters hadn't been close as children, but they were as thick as thieves now, the way adult siblings often are, the moment they realize that family is actually a choice.
When we mother well, we teach our children to embrace the moral obligations that build solid relationships, healthy marriages, and secure families.
Mother didn't understand that children aren't frightened by stories; that their lives are full of far more frightening things than those contained in fairy tales.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
She understood children, and knew that they were adults handicapped by a humiliating disguise and had their adult qualities within them.
Nothing's really changed since then, except that now any children we have might be wizards themselves, and I'll be hopelessly outnumbered.
For a time Emerson politely endeavored to conceal his boredom - like most men, he is profoundly disinterested in all children except his own - ...
...thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, “The soul is healed by being with children.” ...
...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...
The grief of children was unconditional, fueled by the implicit belief that it would last forever; for a child, grief was not grief unless it was eternal.
The second officer had turned fully to look down at Vincent's saws. “Those are for dissecting dwarves and children,” The Saw Man said, gravely.
I think children want to believe that they can be heroes too.
Do not indoctrinate your children. Teach them how to think for themselves, how to evaluate evidence, and how to disagree with you.
In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt as injustice.
I know now it is children who accept life; grown people cover it up and pretend it is different with drinks.
A fat man eating quails while children are begging for bread is a disgusting sight, but you are less likely to see it when you are within the sound of the guns.
Glimmer, I hear someone call her - ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous ...
It was nice to hear the voices of little children at play, provided you took care to be far enough away not to hear what they were actually saying.
If We Are The Guardian Of The Flame Of Humanity...Then We Must Care For All Of It's Children. For In It's Spirit...They Are All Sacred!
