I'm still not sure what is meant by good fortune and success. I know fame and power are for the birds. But then life suddenly comes into focus for me. And, ah, there stand my kids.

Children are the true connoisseurs. What's precious to them has no price-only value.

Children, of course, don't understand at first that they are being cheated. They come to school with a degree of faith and optimism, and they often seem to thrive during the first few years. It is sometimes not until the third grade that their teachers start to see the warning signs of failure. By the fourth grade many children see it too.

A child's nature is too serious a thing to admit of its being regarded as a mere appendage to another being.

Thou, straggler into loving arms, Young climber up of knees, When I forget thy thousand ways, Then life and all shall cease.

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

Children are God's apostles, day by day Sent forth to preach of love, and hope, and peace.

Children were strangers you loved because you could love. If they gave back love when they were grown you were ahead of the game.

Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

We find ourselves more taken with the running up and down, the games, and puerile simplicities of our children, than we do, afterward, with their most complete actions; as if we had loved them for our sport, like monkeys, and not as men.