#nursery

I used to work at a puppy nursery. ↗

— Channing Tatum

#nursery #puppy #used #work

A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses. ↗

— Jean Cocteau

#bother #does #gardener #his #nor

I left the fairy tales lying on the floor of the nursery, and I have not found any books so sensible since. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#fairy-tales #imagination #nursery-rhymes #storytelling #education

They dined on mince, and slices of quince Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon. ↗

— Edward Lear

#love #nursery-rhyme #love

Habit is the nursery of errors. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#habit #nursery

A man's home may seem to be his castle on the outside; inside is more often his nursery. ↗

— Clare Boothe Luce

#his #home #inside #man #may

I was never a girl who dreamed about what her wedding day would be like, but I've always dreamed about decorating my baby's nursery. ↗

— Rebecca Romijn

#always #baby #day #decorating #dreamed

There is still the feeling that women's writing is a lesser class of writing, that what goes on in the nursery or the bedroom is not as important as what goes on in the battlefield, that what women know about is a less category of knowledge. ↗

— Erica Jong

#battlefield #bedroom #category #class #feeling

In the matter of the maintenance and rearing of children the Anarchists would neither institute the communistic nursery which the State Socialists favor nor keep the communistic school system which now prevails. ↗

— Benjamin Tucker

#favor #institute #keep #maintenance #matter

Mrs. Darling loved to have everything just so, and Mr. Darling had a passion for being exactly like his neighbours; so, of course, they had a nurse. As they were poor, owing to the amount of milk the children drank, this nurse was a prim Newfoundland dog, called Nana, who had belonged to no one in particular until the Darlings engaged her. She had always thought children important, however, and the Darlings had become acquainted with her in Kensington Gardens, where she spent most of her spare time peeping into perambulators, and was much hated by careless nursemaids, whom she followed to their homes and complained of to their mistresses. She proved to be quite a treasure of a nurse. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#nana #nanny #nursery #peter-pan #love