#child

Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#childhood-memories #dreams

It's a thrill to fulfill your own childhood dreams, but as you get older, you may find that enabling the dreams of others is even more fun. ↗

— Randy Pausch

#childhood-dream #life-lessons #dreams

When a child is given to his parents, a crown is made for that child in Heaven, and woe to the parents who raise a child without consciousness of that eternal crown! ↗

— Fulton J. Sheen

#god #life #life

If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer... If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire For we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in! ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#crete #dreams #greece #happiness #jack-r-kearns

God, why does a mortal man have children? It is senseless to love anything this much. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#parenting #dreams

The perception of other people and the intersubjective world is problematic only for adults. The child lives in a world which he unhesitatingly believes accessible to all around him. He has no awares of himself or of others as private subjectives, nor does he suspect that all of us, himself included, are limited to one certain point of view of the world. That is why he subjects neither his thoughts, in which he believes as they present themselves, to any sort of criticism. He has no knowledge of points of view. For him men are empty heads turned towards one single, self-evident world where everything takes place, even dreams, which are, he thinks, in his room, and even thinking, since it is not distinct from words. ↗

— Maurice Merleau-Ponty

#open-mindedness #perspective #phenomenology #dreams

The visions we offer our children shape the future. It _matters_ what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#dreams #future #hope #dreams

Then I reminded myself that all intelligent children suffer bad dreams. ↗

— Grant Morrison

#children #dreams #dreams

We did not think of the great open plains, the beautiful rolling hills and the winding streams with tangled growth, as 'wild'. Only to the white man was nature a 'wilderness' and only to him was the land 'infested' with 'wild' animals and 'savage' people. To us it was home. Earth was beautiful and we were surrounded with the blessings of the Great Mystery." - Chief Standing River of the Lakota ↗

— Paul Goble

#native-american #nature #beauty

Quince reaches me, and instead of wrapping me in a hug like I expect, he reaches for my hair. I try to swim back, away from the near-desperate look in his eyes, afraid that he’s going to fail the test. He tugs something from my hair. I look down and see a Padina antillarum—a beautiful little seaweed shaped like ginkgo leaves—in his hand. And it’s glowing. “You,” he says with an explosive grin. “You are the sixteenth object. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#just-for-fins #tera-lynn-childs #beauty