Baby Quotes
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They (Liverpool players) are passing the cup down the line like a new born baby. Although when they are back in the dressing room they will probably fill it with champagne, something you should never do to a baby.
Alan Parry
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Kayte is breast-feeding, and we do not have a nanny or a trusted baby-sitter at this time, so Faith goes everywhere with us.
Kelsey Grammer
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Maternal love, like an orange tree, buds and blossoms and bears at once. When a woman puts her finger for the first time into the tiny hand of her baby and feels that helpless clutch which tightens her very heartstrings, she is born again with her newborn child.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
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Give me the whole world to run and then I'll be happy. If tomorrow I was told I had to sort out the whole world's problems I'd sleep like a baby.
Ken Livingstone
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I am absolutely a Giants fan and I'm a Dynasty baby so I was a 49ers fan for a long time.
Aisha Tyler
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Spiritualism is but a baby now, an unwelcome stranger, whom public opinion, like an unnatural foster mother, tries to crush out of existence.
H. P. Blavatsky
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If you can't feed your baby, then don't have a baby.
Michael Jackson
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I'm a hotel baby, absolutely: it's hard to think of a hotel I haven't stayed in.
Elaine Stritch
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One fan sent me one tooth, so I made a necklace out of it. But then I found a bunch of my baby teeth, and started realizing I would love to wear a piece of my fans' bodies on me.
Kesha
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My mom pushed me in a baby carriage at Martin Luther King rallies. My grandfather was a union organizer. And to me, there is no room - no room - for discrimination of any kind. To me, it's just an anathema.
Dan Schulman
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They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic.
Keith Matthew Thornton
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It's so hard to listen to these trains outside my window, here it comes again. And it's calling me, begging me, follow me down the track. And it moans so dark and low, baby ain't comin' back... It sounds like crying, it sounds like letting go. Breathing and lying, sinking and dying slow. And I watch from my window, touching the cold glass sky. As the train rolls down the track, I say goodbye.
Melissa Etheridge