#dre

We should show life neither as it is, nor as it should be, but as we see it in our dreams. ↗

— Anton Chekhov

#dreams

Loyalty was a great thing, but no lieutenants should be forced to choose between their leader and a circus with elephants ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#loyalty #temptation #temptation

Torture by maths should be a felony. ↗

— Bethany Frenette

#dark-star #math

There's a lot of talk these days about giving children self-esteem. It's not something you can give; it's something they have to build. Coach Graham worked in a no-coddling zone. Self-esteem? He knew there was really only one way to teach kids how to develop it: You give them something they can't do, they work hard until they find they can do it, and you just keep repeating the process. ↗

— Randy Pausch

#teaching #development

In a child's eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe. ↗

— N.K. Jemisin

#children #mother #motherhood #love

It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#hungarian-horntail #panic #relativity #strange

Meghan,” whispered a voice, heart wrenchingly familiar, drawing me out of the void. I recognized it immediately, just as I realized it was a figment of my desperate imagination, because the real owner of that voice would never be here, talking to me. Ash? “Wake up,” he murmured, his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. “Don’t do this. If you don’t come out of this soon, you’ll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us.” I didn’t want to wake up. There was nothing but pain waiting for me in the real world. If I was asleep, I couldn’t feel anything. If I was asleep, I didn’t have to face Ash and the cold contempt on his face when he looked at me. Darkness was my retreat, my sanctuary. I drew back from Ash’s voice, deeper into the comforting blackness. And, through the layer of dreams and delirium, I heard a quiet sob. “Please.” A hand gripped mine, real and solid, anchoring me to the present. “I know what you must think of me, but…” The voice broke off, took a ragged breath. “Don’t leave,” it whispered. “Meghan, don’t go. Come back to me. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#love #meghan #dreams

Don't stand unmoving outside the door of a crying baby whose only desire is to touch you. Go to your baby. Go to your baby a million times. Demonstrate that people can be trusted, that the environment can be trusted, that we live in a benign universe. ↗

— Peggy O'Mara

#biological #child #children #instinct #mothering

Education is not filling up a box but seeing what you can create with one and don't you ever forget that! ↗

— Jill Telford

#education #learning #education

Don’t just teach your children to read… Teach them to question what they read. Teach them to question everything. ↗

— George Carlin

#children-s-literature #literature