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The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly read more
The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.
There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.
There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.
We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life read more
We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life alters our plans. And yet, at the end, from a rare height, we also see that our dream was our fate. It's just that providence had other ideas as to how we would get there. Destiny plans a different route, or turns the dream around, as if it were a riddle, and fulfills the dream in ways we couldn't have expected.
The children in Holland take pleasure in making
What the children in England take pleasure in breaking.
The children in Holland take pleasure in making
What the children in England take pleasure in breaking.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
There is no absurdity so obvious that it cannot be firmly planted in the human head if you only begin read more
There is no absurdity so obvious that it cannot be firmly planted in the human head if you only begin to impose it before the age of five, by constantly repeating it with an air of great solemnity
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of
children.
Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of
children.
They are idols of hearts and of households;
They are angels of God in disguise;
His sunlight read more
They are idols of hearts and of households;
They are angels of God in disguise;
His sunlight still sleeps in their tresses,
His glory still gleams in their eyes;
Those truants from home and from Heaven
They have made me more manly and mild;
And I know now how Jesus could liken
The kingdom of God to a child.