#parent

One I built when I was a kid, and it was a real miniature of Disneyland. I fell in love with the park when I went there with my parents on my 12th birthday. ↗

— Bobby Sherman

#built #disneyland #fell #i #kid

My parents still treat Christmas like I'm thirteen years old. ↗

— Mike Shinoda

#i #like #old #parents #still

We write not only for children but also for their parents. They, too, are serious children. ↗

— Isaac Bashevis Singer

#children #only #parents #serious #their

My parents moved to American Samoa when I was three or four years old. My dad was principal of a high school there. It was idyllic for a kid. I had a whole island for a backyard. I lived there until I was eight years old and we moved to Santa Barbara. ↗

— Eric Stoltz

#backyard #barbara #dad #eight #four

My parents are both very funny but they're also relatively soft-spoken, normal human beings while I'm just a lunatic. I don't know where this loud, ballsy, hammy ridiculousness came from. I'm just glad I followed my goals and my parents did too. It's not like we even had a plan when I dragged my mom to Los Angeles. ↗

— Emma Stone

#angeles #beings #both #came #did

I think the number one thing that I find important is the importance of honesty with your friends and your parents, if you can be. But I think that telling people how you really feel, being who you truly are, being safe and taking care of yourself is the most important thing. ↗

— Emma Stone

#care #feel #find #friends #honesty

Is it not evident that the Canadas, as well as the other colonies, have been left in a great measure to grope their way as they could through the darkness which surrounds them, almost totally unaided by the parent state? ↗

— John Strachan

#been #colonies #could #darkness #evident

Instead, I was interested in what I guess I could call narrative indeterminacy, in questioning the apparent, taken-for-granted authority of any particular representation of the events in question. ↗

— Peter Straub

#apparent #authority #call #could #events

The only place I considered home was the boarding school, in Yorkshire, my parents sent me to. ↗

— Joe Strummer

#boarding school #considered #home #i #me

We had not seen any natives for many days, but a few passed the camp on the opposite side of the river on the evening of the 25th. They would not, however, come to us; but fled into the interior in great apparent alarm. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#any #apparent #camp #come #days