Sunday, March 19, 2006

Quotes on Inner Child



In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play. ~Friedrich Nietzsche

Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life. ~G.K. Chesterton

The great man is he who does not lose his child's-heart. ~Mencius, Book IV

So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us. ~Gaston Bachelard

When I grow up I want to be a little boy. ~Joseph Heller, Something Happened, 1974

I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then. ~Bob Seger, "Against the Wind"

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up. ~Pablo Picasso

One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them. ~Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince, 1943

To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and heart of the child. The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

The reluctance to put away childish things may be a requirement of genius. ~Rebecca Pepper Sinkler

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination. ~Robert Fulghum

When you're green you're growing, and when you're ripe you start to rot. ~Ray Kroc

Adults are obsolete children. ~Dr. Seuss

A grownup is a child with layers on. ~Woody Harrelson

The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us. When the world seems familiar, when one has got used to existence, one has become an adult. ~Eugene Ionesco

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things.... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. ~Leo Buscaglia

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