Actions Quotes Logo

Childhood Quotes

Mom, how come you never go outside?""I told you, I'm a vampire.

Four years after my father's death, when the subject of parents came up in conversation i would rela...

Show More

and he imagines carsand rides them in his dreams,so lonely growing up amongthe imaginary automobiles...

Show More

There are miracles and glory in every child. Our glory lies in empowering them to flourish their glo...

Show More

If you ever want to see heaven, watch a bunch of young girls play. They are all sweat and skinned kn...

Show More

No one can travel your own road for you you must travel it for yourself. My faith in this stems from...

Show More

(speaking of Ann Radcliffe) A work of art worthy of the name is one which gives us back the freshnes...

Show More

The mind, placed before any kind of difficulty, can find an ideal outlet in the absurd. Accommodatio...

Show More

. . . because we cannot conceive that as we grow up our own minds will become so enlarged and elevat...

Show More

Are there many little boys who think they are a Monster? But in my case I am right said Geryon to th...

Show More
A
Anne CarsonAutobiography of Red

Throughout my childhood I believed that what I thought about was different from what other kids thou...

Show More
Picture of Anne Lamott
Anne LamottBird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

I don't know where to start," one [writing student] will wail. Start with your childhood, I tell the...

Show More
Picture of Anne Lamott
Anne LamottBird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report wri...

Show More
Picture of Anne Lamott
Anne LamottBird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

Remember that you own what happened to you. If your childhood was less than ideal, you may have been...

Show More
Picture of Anne Lamott
Anne LamottBird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

I drank, sucking the blood out of the holes, experiencing for the first time since infancy the speci...

Show More

What can we make of the inexpressible joy of children? It is a kind of gratitude, I think—the gratit...

Show More

A child is asleep. Her private life unwinds inside skin and skull; only as she sheds childhood, firs...

Show More

Father had stretched out his long legs and was tilting back in his chair. Mother sat with her knees ...

Show More

There was only silence. It was the silence of matter caught in the act and embarrassed. There were n...

Show More
Picture of Annie Dillard
Annie DillardTeaching a Stone to Talk: Expeditions and Encounters

O enchanted land of my childhood, a cultural petri dish from which regularly issues forth greatness....

Show More

I'm a comic nerd. I'm a former serious collector for much of my childhood and early teen years I wan...

Show More

The very matrix of our ability to love and bond in later life, maternal sensitivity – or lack thereo...

Show More

When we were that young we invented the world, no one could tell us a thing.

Think for a minute, darling: in fairy tales it's always the children who have the fine adventures. T...

Show More
Picture of Audrey Niffenegger
Audrey NiffeneggerThe Time Traveler's Wife

The older I get, the more I appreciate my rural childhood. I spent a lot of time outdoors, unsupervi...

Show More

That is surely childhood's end, when you look at a thing like a rabbit needing skinned and have to s...

Show More

. . . it is true, even people with painful childhoods. . . grow up to be more interesting people. So...

Show More

Writing is my passion. Words are the way to know ecstasy. Without them life is barren. The poet insi...

Show More
Picture of Bell hooks
Bell hooksWounds of Passion: A Writing Life

Her love of words is a private passion - one she would rather not share. In the house of her childho...

Show More
Picture of Bell hooks
Bell hooksWounds of Passion: A Writing Life

Teach your child to hold his tongue He'll learn fast enough to speak.

A child thinks twenty shillings and twenty years can scarce ever be spent.

There are only two things a child will share willingly - communicable diseases and his mother's age.

The sword was called Kaledvoulc'h, which means hard lightning, though Igraine prefers to call it Exc...

Show More

Every working family in America knows how hard it is today to find affordable childcare or early chi...

Show More

My childhood should have taught me lessons for my own fatherhood, but it didn't because parenting ca...

Show More

It seemed I'd always been chasing after something, anything that moved -a car, a bird, a blowing lea...

Show More

In an age of iPhones and Playstations, it's great to see that somebody's still rocking the bus-on-a-...

Show More

Proust, more perspicaciously than any other writer, reminds us that the 'walks' of childhood form th...

Show More

They do not discover anything new after that, they only learn how to understand better and better th...

Show More

The books we read in childhood don't exist anymore; they sailed off with the wind, leaving bare skel...

Show More

If we can conquer space, we can conquer childhood hunger.

Critics who treat 'adult' as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be ...

Show More

You see, I don't think age matters so much as people think. Parts of me are still 12 and I think oth...

Show More

I fancy that most of those who think at all have done a great deal of their thinking in the first fo...

Show More
Picture of C. S. Lewis
C. S. LewisSurprised by Joy: The Shape of My Early Life

You know, it's a sad and unfortunate state of affairs that you have to live in a world where eight-y...

Show More

I like the smell of my Grandma's soap - I used to sit in the bath and eat it.

Nothing has a stronger influence psychologically on their environment and especially on their child...

Show More

Whoever said that childhood is the happiest time of your life is a liar, or a fool.

Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the min...

Show More

One of the pitfalls of childhood is that one doesn't have to understand something to feel it. By the...

Show More

You were very serious,” her grandmother continued. “You had these big brown eyes and you were always...

Show More

The foundations of your childhood, they stay with you.

as a childi supposei was not quitenormal.my happiest times werewheni was left alone inthe house on a...

Show More

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the o...

Show More

My school-days! The silent gliding on of my existence—the unseen, unfelt progress of my life—from ch...

Show More

The streets looked small, of course. The streets that we have only seen as children always do I beli...

Show More

My sister's bringing up had made me sensitive. In the little world in which children have their exis...

Show More

The dreams of childhood—its airy fables; its graceful, beautiful, humane, impossible adornments of t...

Show More

I had heard my brothers and sisters use curse words but had never dared use one myself in front of a...

Show More
Picture of Chelsea Handler
Chelsea HandlerMy Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands

My mother is European and expresses her love through food and cuddling. She wasn't the type of mothe...

Show More
Picture of Chelsea Handler
Chelsea HandlerMy Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands

Seeing your mother naked is not something you easily recover from. Seeing your mother naked and jump...

Show More
Picture of Chelsea Handler
Chelsea HandlerMy Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands

It felt like being a child again, though it was not. Being a child is like nothing. It's only being....

Show More

I came from a childhood where I spent a lot of time alone and a lot of time just living with my imag...

Show More

Every November of my boyhood, we put on red poppies and attended highly patriotic services in rememb...

Show More

Every November of my boyhood, we put on red poppies and attended highly patriotic services in rememb...

Show More

We've had bad luck with our kids - they've all grown up.

Peter Pan has to be the book of my childhood. Come to think of it, it's the book of my adulthood too...

Show More

I was a weird little kid. I was very irritable, bored, frustrated. I felt my imagination bubbling in...

Show More

The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.

There are moments we return to, now and always. Family is like water--it has a memory of what it onc...

Show More
Picture of Colum McCann
Colum McCannLet the Great World Spin

This was the perfect day of his childhood. This the day to shape the days upon.

He had been haunted his whole life by a mildcase of claustrophobia—the vestige of a childhood incide...

Show More

Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, d...

Show More
Picture of Daphne du Maurier
Daphne du MaurierEchoes from the Macabre: Selected Stories

The warm night claimed her. In a moment it was part of her. She walked on the grass, and her shoes w...

Show More

Ric Flair was such a huge part of my childhood and teen years. He's an icon.

As a child, I was more afraid of tetanus shots than, for example, Dracula.

I think I was very often bored as a child, but boredom is not what I knew it as—what I knew was that...

Show More

Dan P. McAdams argues that children develop a narrative tone which influences their stories for the ...

Show More

Hal finds he rather envies a man who feels he has something to explain his being fucked up, parents ...

Show More

To experience commitment as the loss of options, a type of death, the death of childhood's limitless...

Show More

But with the morning almost gone, with seven bodachs in the recreation room, with living boneyards s...

Show More

Eventually he understood that he was crying for himself. He was ashamed of the man whom he had becom...

Show More

Although he never speaks of how or what or why, I know that his childhood was difficult, that his pa...

Show More

Chronologically she is twelve, but emotionally she is older, and intellectually older still.

I'd had much practice turning my mind away from certain memories of my childhood. I could quickly di...

Show More

What was the freedom to which the adult human being rose in the morning, if each act was held back o...

Show More
Picture of Delmore Schwartz
Delmore SchwartzIn Dreams Begin Responsibilities and Other Stories

Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet con...

Show More

From sunrise to sunset, I was in the forest, sometimes far from the house, with my goat who watched ...

Show More

Because of my faith and my imagination, I was able to enjoy my childhood, even though it was tough.

THE LILIESThis morning it was, on the pavement, When that smell hit me again And set the houses reel...

Show More

Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother do...

Show More
Picture of Dylan Thomas
Dylan ThomasA Child's Christmas in Wales

I knew he was unreliable, but he was fun to be with. He was a child’s ideal companion, full of surpr...

Show More

School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend th...

Show More

If the Holy Communion touched my teeth, I thought that was a mortal sin

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away...

Show More

The events of childhood do not pass but repeat themselves like seasons of the year.

I am convinced that every effort must be made in childhood to teach the young to use their own minds...

Show More
Picture of Eleanor Roosevelt
Eleanor RooseveltYou Learn by Living: Eleven Keys for a More Fulfilling Life

The red firelight glowed on their two bonny heads and revealed their faces, animated with the eager ...

Show More

No parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk