| Author |
Quotes |
| Marcus T Cicero | To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child. |
| Mary Alice Messenger | A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age. |
| Meister Eckhart | We are celebrating the feast of the Eternal Birth which God the Father has borne and never ceases to bear in all eternity.... But if it takes not place in me, what avails it? Everything lies in this, that it should take place in me. |
| Miriam Robbins | Never raise your hand to your children; it leaves your midsection unprotected. |
| Modern Maturity | There are only two things a child will share willingly: communicable diseases and his mother's age. |
| Monta Crane | There are three ways to get something done: do it yourself, employ someone, or forbid your children to do it. |
| Nadine Gordimer | A child understands fear, and the hurt and hate it brings. |
| Nancy Mitford | Children should be like waffles-you should be able to throw the first one away. |
| O Anna Niemus | Prolifers support warwaging candidates whose bomber planes become partial birth abortionists. |
| Oscar Wilde | Children begin by loving their parents. After a time they judge them. Rarely, if ever, do they forgive them. |
| Oscar Wilde | The best way to make children good is to make them happy. |
| Paul Fussell | things without defense: insects, kittens, small boys. |
| Pearl S Buck | The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible, and achieve it, generation after generation. |
| Quentin Crisp | Flowers are words which even a baby can understand. |
| Ray L Wilbur | The potential possibilities of any child are the most intriguing and stimulating in all creation. |
| Red Buttons | If you want to recapture your youth, just cut off his allowance. |
| Richard H Dana | Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of children. |
| Robert Orben | I take my children everywhere, but they always find their way back home. |
| Russell Bishop | I don't know any parents that look into the eyes of a newborn baby and say, How can we screw this kid up. |
| Samuel Beckett | Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss. |
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