Two children are talking
Two children are talking.
A: Meet my new born brother.
B: Oh, he is so handsome! What’s his name?
A: I don’t know. I can’t understand a word he says.
Whats Love? Those Who Dont Like It Call It Waste.Those Who Play With It Call It Game. Those Who Dont Have It Call It Dream. Those Who Understand It Call It Life
Children always understand. They have open minds. They have built-in shit detectors.
The production of children, the nurture of those born, and the daily life of men, of these matters woman is visibly the cause.
I am talking to you, but the moment that I am talking to you, the universe is being created and destroyed
Once they stop talking to you, they start talking about you.
Children’s children are the crown of old men; and the glory of children are their fathers.
My children are your children and all the children of the world are our children and our responsibility.
A children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children’s story in the slightest. – C. S. Lewis
A children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children’s story in the slightest.