Children Quotes
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Unfortunately, cancer is the number one killer of children in this country today, and it destroys not only these innocent victims, but their families as well.
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You are the smartest children i know. You just don't beleive it.
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The minute your child is born, your life is changed forever. I think I've become so aware of how important balance is in life.
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As children, we have a tenuous idea of love; we often try to quantify it with how much we feel seen and heard.
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I study children, and they're my subjects in my studies. They're my colleagues, really, all these little kids. And I owe them.
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What paper planes and empty seats most have in common is that they are best made by children still learning how to ride things out.
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Real leadership means tackling tough problems ourselves and not leaving them to our children.
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A person who is obsessed with Jesus knows that the best thing he can do is be faithful to his Savior in every aspect of his life, continually saying "Thank You!" to God. An obsessed person knows there can never be intimacy if he is always trying to pay God back or work hard enough to be worthy. He revels in his role as a child and friend of God.
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Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply.
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Children basically need one thing: to be played with.
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I'm a single parent, a working mother, an executive, and an author. My greatest accomplishment will be to raise three wonderful children.
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Someday I want to have children and give them all the love I never had.
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Children grow out of childhood, but parents never grow out of parenthood.
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No fathers or mothers think their own children ugly.
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People had always vaguely mentioned that when you have children, how part of your life would stop. But they don't say that some other extraordinary part of your life opens up.
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I have this idea of myself as this quiet, observant, thoughtful child, which my parents roundly contradict. They claim that I was loud and bossy and dancing all the time.
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Today I feel more betrayed than perhaps ever before, that someone who had got to know my children, my staff and me, whom I let into my heart and told the truth, could then sacrifice the trust I placed in him and produce this terrible and unfair program.
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We all are conditioned to be settled down at 30 and have a job. Women are thinking "Well, when am I having children?" There is a biological clock. There are things that you're thinking about as a woman.
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Contemporary American children, if they are old enough to grasp the concept of Santa Claus by Thanksgiving, are able to see through it by December 15th.
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The hands of those I meet are dumbly eloquent to me. The touch of some hands is an impertinence. I have met people so empty of joy, that when I clasped their frosty finger-tips, it seemed as if I were shaking hands with a northeast storm. Others there are whose hands have sunbeams in them, so that their grasp warms my heart. It may be only the clinging touch of a child's hand; but there is as much potential sunshine in it for me as there is in a loving glance for others. A hearty handshake or a friendly letter gives me genuine pleasure.
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I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I'm not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it.
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The arts help children learn to say what cannot be said. When children are invited to disclose what a work of art helps them feel, they must reach into their poetic capacities to find the words that will do the job.
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If educators were really understanding of that, they'd say, "You know what? Forget about bilingual, we're going to do multilingual education." So children are ready for the new millennium. We're way behind compared to countries in Europe. If we were multilingual, imagine how much you would learn about your own culture, about the sensibilities of what's important in your own culture.
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As a young child I wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in Mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle.
