The Lord is in control, my child. So relax and enjoy the ride!

There’s something really magical about having a child – it’s like permission to begin again, start over, reevaluate some things, check yourself. Recognize yourself.

I think that it’s not just about having equal rights, I mean, that’s important, but it’s also about allowing our children an opportunity to get to know one another.

My father didn’t like people. He didn’t like me. “Children should be seen and not heard,” he told me.

When she fucked up, all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she collapsed into the enigma of herself. And that could have happened to me, but I saw where it led for her. So I still believe in the Great Perhaps, and I can believe in it in spite of having lost her.

Tell the children the truth.

He’s an odd child.

It’s nice… people giving birth because they want children.

Young Sophie : A heart burns like a blue flame.
Calcifer : But it’s still the heart of a child.

Your head’s like a turnip. I’ve always hated turnips ever since I was little. Well, at least you’re not upside down now. So long.

We put in some long hours at times, and I had three children at home. But they were very responsible, and I had family and friends who helped look after them.

I wish there were enough marshals to walk with every child as they faced the hatred and racism today, and to support, encourage them the way these federal marshals did for me.

Marilyn Holmberg: What do you want?
Phil Potter: I want us to live together. I want us to get married. I want us to have children together. I want us to put our teeth in the same cup. I want us buried together in a family plot with one headstone. What do you want?
Marilyn Holmberg: I want a separate cup for my teeth.

Children make you want to start life over.

Well how about we give Tohru a little brother or sister.

Set out in confidence, child! Let your good morning lead the way!

I need you like a bee needs nectar, a heart needs to beat and a child needs love.

Good morning to you, my son! May your day be full of adventure and excitement!

Yeah. I was a little kid. Little kids can dial 911. They do it all the time. Give me the wine.

The Lord is in control, my child. Keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes on the road ahead.

Shit, if I can teach you precalc, I can teach anybody. Like maybe kids with autism.

People only talk about what a joyous experience it is, but there is terror: Your life, as you know it, is over. It’s over the day that child is born. It’s over, and something completely new starts.

Rambo: What do you do stateside?
Sarah: I teach. Sixth grade. What?
Rambo: Now I know why you ask so many questions.

When I came home a long time ago, you were so young. Gabrielle, you were so young. I was lost. I was a lost man. And then I met you. And I saw something that I didn’t think I’d ever see anymore, good in this world. Some innocence. And I had a family that I never thought I’d ever have. And raising you, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. And I thank you for that. Thank you. You’re like the.. Gabrielle? Gabrielle. Gabrielle. No, no. Oh, don’t do it. Gabrielle? Oh, God. I’m sorry. Why not me?

God intends us to be like gods, he intends us to be like the Son of God. … God has conceived in His heart of a plan to make a race of men that would live like gods on the Earth. He has conceived in His heart to have Sons that would live like His Son, the Lord Jesus lived… That we were to be on earth the extension and manifestation of God’s life in heaven.

You have to live with it. Even if they’re hopeless, or if you’re appalled by them, or angry with them…children can’t switch their parents. Just like parents can’t switch their children. There’s no ‘reset’ button…so…you have to deal with what you’ve got.

My mom said that when you become a parent you understand for the first time what a parent feels. But…but what you really need to understand what you really shouldn’t forget is what you felt like as a child. The first time you did a somersault, the first time someone got really mad at you…If you can really remember how you felt when you were a child even when you’re an adult or a parent, then you can understand each other. Even if it’s not 100% you can meet each other half-way…she said. Because thinking that way reminds you that life is fun.

You’re the year of the Dragon, so you must be the Dragon Bastard’s offspring! How come Haa-san is the only weird one? It couldn’t be any funnier if he turned into a real Dragon.

A sure sign of a man’s strength is how gently he loves his wife and children.

It takes a strong man to accept somebody else’s children and step up to the plate another man left on the table.

God is in control of all events and is able to protect and provide for you His child.

I got partners that got life sentences at a young age, and I had to step up to the plate and take care of their children. I’ve always been a caretaker of young people.

I don’t have the courage to bear a child. I’m thrilled to carry your child, Katsuya, but…children are human beings, right? Do I even have the right to give birth to another human being…? I haven’t lived a decent life by any standard, I know that. So I don’t know if I can give birth to another human being. If I’m fit to raise another human being. What if I can’t…? What if they’re unhappy because of me…? If they’re bullied because of me? What if they get hurt or cry? What if they tell me they wish they’d never been born?

When we join God in His plan for His global glory, we get to be a part of the cosmic take-your-kid-to-work day.

God really does have a plan for every child that He knits together, even when they look broken to the world outside, when their story is broken, when their hearts are broken, when their bodies are broken. God still knit this child together with a plan.

I’m a child of God. God is my mommy, my daddy. That’s the only thing that’ll keep my head up. If I don’t remember who I am in him, I’m done.

Sleep resistance, bouts of insomnia, nightmares, night terrors, crawling into bed with parents in the middle of the night – all these are so common among children, it seems fair to call them ‘normal.’

At the time, I knew little about the racial fears and hatred in Louisiana, where I was growing up. Young children never know about racism at the start. It’s we adults who teach it.

The funny part about the test was that six children passed it to go to the all-white schools, but none of them were boys, it was all girls. Later my parents found out that the two other girls in my district had been taken out by their parents because they thought it was going to be a bad idea. I was going to William Frantz alone.

Kids come into the world with clean hearts, fresh starts.

We have to take care of each other’s children.

I remember what it was like at age 6, not really understanding what was going on around me, but having all these grown-up thoughts running through my head about what I was facing, why this was happening.

There are all kinds of monuments to adults – usually dead and usually white. But we don’t often lift up the extraordinary work of children.

I’m the mother of four.

I felt like there was something I needed to do – speaking to kids and sharing my story with them and helping them understand racism has no place in the minds and hearts of children.

My message is really that racism has no place in the hearts and minds of our children.

Racism is a grown-up disease and we must stop using our children to spread it.

I was the first black child to desegregate the all-white William Frantz Elementary School in Louisiana in 1960.

I like to share my story with children, and they are amazed by the story.

That’s really what my work is all about – bringing kids together.

I’ve seen schools in Detroit where the windows are broken, where there’s no heat, and children are sitting with their coats on in class in the middle of a snowstorm. I’ve also seen schools in California with Olympic-sized swimming pools and cafeterias like five-star restaurants.

It’s time to get past our racial differences. We owe it to our children to help them keep their clean start.

I want to inspire kids.

Racism is a form of hate. We pass it on to our young people. When we do that, we are robbing children of their innocence.

Every day, I would show up, and there were no kids, just me and my teacher in my classroom. Every day, I would be escorted by marshals past a mob of people protesting and boycotting the school. This went on for a whole year.

A lot of people are too scared to admit that they’re still children. They do everything they can to avoid it. So people who can admit that have a lot of courage.

If you don’t protect that child, I will never forgive you!

That swan is the spawn of Satan. Never get closer to it than we are now.

Hi Yuki! As always, you’re alone, aren’t you? You’ve always been such a lonely child.

Every kid loves the ice-cream truck.

Good kids make bad grown-ups. Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks. In my wolf suit, I roam where the wild things at, still growing, still learning, not knowing that I’m maxed. I don’t want to grow up, I know that shit for a fact, n**ga eighteen!

Who sleeps at night? No one is sleeping.

In the cradle a child is screaming.

An old man sits over his death, and anyone

young enough talks to his love, breathes

into her lips, looks into her eyes.

Insomnia: A contagious disease often transmitted from babies to parents.

The pattern of insomnia in children reflects difficulty in getting to sleep, whereas with adults it’s a problem staying asleep.

What delicious abandon in the sleep of the child. Where do we lose it?

A babe is a mother’s anchor.

Babies are the precious love and true anchors for our lives.

Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.

Many teens think their fathers are too hard on them, and perhaps that is sometimes the case, but most fathers simply see their children’s potential and don’t want them to settle for anything less.

Not all children have the anchor of a strong family.

You are God’s child. His creation. Destined for heaven. You are a part of his family.

I’m a believer of destiny and I believe I’m destiny’s child. I’ve seen the highs and I’ve seen the lows and I believe things happen for a reason and always for the best. Maybe this was all meant to be and maybe Big Brother worked as a catalyst in a bigger issue like racism, which was important to be broached. Maybe it had to happen this way and I’m glad that I could help it.

I come here today as a Christian, a person of faith who believes we’ve all been called to serve our fellow men and women and

The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him.

Walk around outside with a child and you will find out how beautiful Gods creations really are.

Her son? You came out of her vagina? I was all up in that shit last night!

My son is the main star of the play—his part is more important than all the other children.