Children are nowhere taught, in any systematic way, to distinguish true from false, or meaningful from meaningless, statements. Why is this so? Because their elders, even in the democratic countries, do not want them to be given this kind of education.
Your dead if you aim only for kids. Adults are only kids grown up, anyway.
I have begun to see that even my father's harshness was a kind of love. An imperfect love, to be sure, but love nonetheless. He pushed me because he loved me, because he wanted no man to ever look down at his offspring. Now with time, rather than bitterness I feel blessing. My initial fury has slowly given way to forgiveness.
You must be afraid, my son. That is how one becomes an honest citizen.
Children, I suppose, are always unfinished business: they begin as part of your own body, and continue as separate as another continent.
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.
You cannot imagine how it spoils one to have been a child prodigy.
Familiarity breeds contempt, and children.
I think you should leave it up to the parent, because not all parents want to keep their children totally ignorant.
She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.