#child

My children taught me the true meaning of unconditional love. ↗

— Yvonne Pierre

#down-syndrome #inspirational #parent #parenting #special-needs

Something wrong with your child? Feed them and put them to bed. Something wrong with your man? Feed him and take him to bed. Lady Jeeha "Wolf Dawn ↗

— Susan Cartwright

#men-and-women #problems-with-men #men

The youth, intoxicated with his admiration of a hero, fails to see, that it is only a projection of his own soul, which he admires. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#heroes #inspirational #inspirational

One of the nicest things you can do to kick-start your children’s day is to tell them honestly they look nice as they head out the door. This easy, five-second exchange says to your child: “I see you; I notice you; I love you. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#honesty #joy #kick-start #kindness #love

God never leaves His children to wander alone. We are always surrounded with unconditional love. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#children #god #inspiration #inspirational-quotes #joy

One of the pitfalls of childhood is that one doesn't have to understand something to feel it. By the time the mind is able to comprehend what has happened, the wounds of the heart are already too deep. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#inspirational #rites-of-passage #inspirational

At the last moment, Antoinette came out of her faint and shouted one word to her child. That word, reader, was adieu... Adieu is the French word for farewell. “Farewell” is not the word you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by two oversize mice in black hoods... “Farewell” is a word that, in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing. ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#inspirational #writing-from-the-heart #inspirational

. . . simplicity in its pure form can lighten up the tough. ↗

— Dr. Bee

#inspirational #self-help #spirituality #inspirational

He glanced back at the wall. How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know who reflected your own light to you? People were more often--he searched for a simile, found one in his work--torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought? ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#children #epiphany #inspiration #mirror-images #inspirational

They lived happily ever after. It said so. In the book. They were the last words on the page. Happily ever after. Despereaux was sure that he had read exactly those words time and time again. Lying on the floor with the drum beating and the mice shouting... Despereaux had a sudden, chilling thought: Had some other mouse eaten the words that spoke the truth? Did the knight and the fair maiden really not live happily ever after? ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#inspirational #writing-from-the-heart #inspirational