#child

That wish to enter into an elusive element which had urged Cosimo into the trees, was still working now inside him unsatisfied, making him long for a more intimate link, a relationship which would bind him to each leaf and twig and feather and flutter. ↗

— Italo Calvino

#nature #rebellion #nature

We'll make an army in the trees and bring the earth and the people on it to their senses. ↗

— Italo Calvino

#nature #passion-unleashed #nature

If we want to give our children what they need to thrive, we must honor their basic nature- boyish or girlish, introverted or extroverted, wild or mellow. ↗

— Wendy Mogel

#nature

Without the support from religion--remember, we talked about it--no father, using only his own resources, would be able to bring up a child. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#children #father #parenting #religion #religion

You can't make your kids do anything. All you can do is make them wish they had. And then, they will make you wish you hadn't made them wish they had. ↗

— Marshall B. Rosenberg

#compassion #discipline #love #parenting #love

But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes. The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things. ↗

— Carson McCullers

#cruelty #heart #love #neglect #love

How strange was the relation between parents and children! When they were small the parents doted on them, passed through agonies of apprehension at each childish ailment, and the children clung to their parents with love and adoration; a few years passed, the children grew up, and persons not of their kin were more important to their happiness than father or mother. Indifference displaced the blind and instinctive love of the past. Their meetings were a source of boredom and irritation. Distracted once at the thought of a month's separation they were able now to look forward with equanimity to being parted for years. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#maugham #parents #love

I love letters from little kids. Adults never proclaim themselves 'your #1 fan! ↗

— Lauren Baratz-Logsted

#fun #kids-books #lauren-baratz-logsted #sisters- #love

And even though I adore the fact that Francesca has Ben's eyes, I also see now that her biological connection to us is irrelevant. She is her own little person. She is Francesca. If we weren't her "natural" parents, we would still have loved her just as much. ↗

— Liane Moriarty

#child #love

And what agony, thought Krug the thinker, to love so madly a little creature, formed in some mysterious fashion (even more mysterious to us than it had been to the very first thinkers in their pale olive gloves) by the fusion of two mysteries, or rather two sets of a trillion of mysteries each; formed by a fusion which is, at the same time, a matter of choice and a matter of chance and a matter of pure enchantment; thus formed and then permitted to accumulate trillions of its own mysteries; the whole suffused with consciousness, which is the only real thing in the world and the greatest mystery of all. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#child #consciousness #love #love