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“Now the last person who remembered me as a child is gone, I told myself. And only then did I burst into sobs, like a child.”
― Georgi Gospodinov, Time Shelter

“When all else fails, find a child to figure it out.”
― Shellen Lubin

“Each time I offered boyhood, you rejected it. It was simple and easy for you. But for our culture, it was radical.
What I was just beginning to understand in a blurry intuitive way, a series of sketches, watercolors without edges, is that you are dangerous.
Of course, you're just being. You're not doing anything. But from my viewpoint, I see how it can appear, which is something like this: By rejecting boyhood and therefore
manhood, you have rejected the patriarchy. It's like someone who's been offered an endless feast of power, an all-you-can-eat buffet of privilege, and you've said, blithely,
"No thanks." Some may see it as turning your nose up at the great gift of power. By claiming girlhood, you've upended what our culture values most: men, manliness,
prowess, strength, dominance. How dare you?”
― Carolyn Hays, A Girlhood: Letter to My Transgender Daughter

“That boy is a wonder. He's my autumn rain, my last picture of the sun before it sets. Daytime is not possible without Trevor. Not even sure the sun come out without Trevor.”
― Leila Mottley, Nightcrawling

“CALVIN:
I don't WANNA take a bath!
I don't WANNA take a bath! You can't make me!

CALVIN (As mom carries him to the tub):
Aghh! Leggo! Leggo!!
No No No No No No No!
Put me down!

CALVIN (Now in the tub):
I wish I was dead!
I hate you all! I hate everything.
AARRGGHHH!

MOM (Dripping wet. Talking to her husband.):
Whenever I hear about people trying to rediscover the "child within," I want to scream.”
― Bill Watterson, The Days Are Just Packed

“Calvin sees the landline telephone ringing. He picks up the receiver.

CALVIN:

Hello

THE VOICE OF THE CALLER:

May I speak with your father, please?

CALVIN:

Heck, you don't need MY permisson! Be my guest!

CALVIN, turning his back on the phone. He hangs up. Then he sneers:

What a weirdo.

THE LANDLINE TELPHONE:

Ring, Ring”
― Bill Watterson, Yukon Ho!

“If you stay aligned with your inner child, you’ll always feel forever young.”
― Bhuwan Thapaliya

“A child raised by himself becomes a fool. But a child raised by The State becomes something worse—a fool that thinks he’s wise.”
― Jarod Kintz, Eggs, they’re not just for breakfast

“Ann didn't move. There was no use; her mother had seen her. She could try to hide the flowered plates but that wouldn't be any use either. Her mother had already been in the cabin and seen the open chest.

Ann waited, her heart pounding and her eyes on the ground. When she finally looked up, her mother was standing quietly beside her and looking at the tea party table. Ann held her breath, but for some reason her mother didn't look cross at all. Instead, there was the same kind of lovingness in her face as she had when she rocked the baby after he had been crying for a long time. Then Mrs. Hamilton turned to Ann and smiled.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Jones," she said. "I hope I am not too late for tea. And is this your daughter?" Mrs. Hamilton nodded toward Semanthie. "My, how she's grown!”
― Jean Fritz, The Cabin Faced West

“And I take it the distraction from before was at your location, Lady Thea?" Ryker kneeled down next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders.
The Lady of Winter tightened her hold on the little girl. "It was, but we stopped it."
"There was a loud boom," Ryker prodded for details.
Thea's mouth was a grim line. "There was. It seems someone... someone came into her powers unexpectedly. The threat was handled." Her eyes fell to the child cuddled under her chin, shivering in a pink nightgown, not from the chill but from the trauma of the night. We all stared, and the girl peeked around her little shoulder long enough to show me the flash of blue eyes to match Thea's under the mop of dark hair that matched Devin's.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“There is not a lot you can do with a damaged child, you raise them as best you can.”
― Steven Magee

“Wah!!! Wah!!! Wah!!! Fart!!! Vomit!!! Smile! Naptime!”
― Steven Magee

“Keep your inner child alive, maturity kills fantasies.”
― Meghna Sodha

“The Jewish religion says it's not a child until it's two-thirds out of the woman's body--until the head has completely emerged.”
― Sheila Heti, Motherhood

“His mom understood -- she was fluent in Snort!”
― Samantha Childs, Henri and the Magnificent Snort : A Children's Book about Bullying, Belonging, and Love

“I do not have fond memories of my ex after the first couple of years. It was all downhill once she was pregnant.”
― Steven Magee

“Like many men, I stayed in an unfaithful relationship for far too long to try and make it work for the child.”
― Steven Magee

“Feed a child's curious mind with knowledge and wisdom. Thereon the result will be based on their own choice.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“In fairness, though, no child likes to have his life rearranged from one school year to the next. Change is difficult for anyone, but even more so for an insecure adolescent. At that age, most kids are embarrassed just to be alive. With emotional antennae raised, they are acutely aware of their social standing at all times. Like an air traffic controller monitoring blips on a screen, a teenager is constantly tracking his small place in a big world, asking himself:
Am I accepted by my peers?
Do they like me?
Am I ugly?
How's my hair?
Will I be popular?”
― Jeff Kinley

“My childhood dreams are dead gone.”
― Jordan Hoechlin

“You were the seed and the leaf and the fruit.
You were the earth and you were the root.

You were the song in the echoing dark.
You were not the snake. You were never the rock.

You were the needle and bark, and you were the river.
You were not winter. You were fresh water.

You were not locked door or slammed door or rattle.
You were not metal. You were not empty bottle.

You were treetop and grassland and night sky and star.
Oh you were warm, you were rain, you were air.

You were the oak leaf and honey and clover
and you were forest and you were my mother.

You were the shore where no crocodiles are.
You were not wire. You were not wire.

- Monkey Writes a Poem About His Mother”
― Clare Shaw, Towards a General Theory of Love

“In the book of life, the chapter on childhood is written with the ink of innocence.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero

“One of the best things you can teach a child is to value the freedom of others as much as she values her own freedom!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“There is a superhero in every child and there is a child in every superhero.”
― Sunny Istar Lee

“We are so lucky to have our children, even for a little while, but we take them for granted. We make the stupid assumption that as we are here, they will be, too, though that’s never been part of the contract.”
― Jodi Picoult

“I remember two boys being suspected of being gay in my class as a child in the 1970’s. Assuming there were also two girls that were gender challenged, that makes four people out of a class of thirty that had gender issues! In the 2020’s that number is believed to be around eight people. What has changed to cause this?”
― Steven Magee

“Pumpkins boil through the roof. There is no proof. Majority cry for pain. Many play with rain. All in all we run wild. There left is no child. Generations damaged.”
― Dina Husseini

“Everyone said I wouldn’t make it past the palace wall, as well, and I would’ve succeeded if not for your nephew walking in.â€�

“A child?� Sade snorts. “You let one child get in the way of ridding the world of that evil bitch?�

I level my best glare at her next. “I don’t traumatise children. My Goddess demands death, not the innocence of babies.”
― Marie Mistry, Pirate Witch

“When you see the world through the eyes of a child, everything is just fascinating. Anyone is a possible friend. Your imagination knows no bound and the world is your playground. Find the child in you.”
― Mystqx Skye, Bared - Beneath a Myriad of Skies

“In the book of life, the chapter on childhood is written with the ink of innocence.”
― Aloo Denish