kids

I am charging you with the protection of my mother and friends, not to mention keeping my younger self off the Internet. He is as dangerous as Opal.

Most people who are would each not be in love with their partner, if they did not have the kind of genitals they have.

The answer to the question __ow many children do you have?_ and the one to the question __ow many children are you raising?_ are not identical in all cases: some men are not taking care of their own children, some are knowingly or unknowingly raising other men__ children, and some do not even know that they each have a child, another child, or other children.

There would be fewer absent fathers, if straight men were turned on only by women with whom they would not mind having children.

Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.

The average adult hates being treated like a child, unless it suits them.

There would definitely be way fewer instances of cheating, if the average couple did not have sex only when the woman feels like it.

If your kid needs a role model and you ain't it, you're both fucked.

Accepting necessary conflicts for the sake of improving the lives of children is the only fundamental moral crusade that matters.

We must respect the other fellow's religion, but only in the sense and to the extent that we respect his theory that his wife is beautiful and his children smart.

Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.

We grew up on the same street,You and me.We went to the same schools,Rode the same bus,Had the same friends,And even shared spaghettiWith each other's families.And though our roots belong toThe same tree,Our branches have grownIn different directions.Our tree,Now resembles a thousandOther treesIn a sea of a trillionOther treesWith parallel destiniesAnd similar dreams.You cannot envy the branchThat grows biggerFrom the same seed,And you cannotBlame it on the sun's direction.But you still compare us,As if we're still those twoKids at the parkSlurping down slushies andEating ice cream.Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun (2010)

Be sure to lie to your kids about the benevolent, all-seeing Santa Claus. It will prepare them for an adulthood of believing in God.

It may sound like I am making too much out of all this, but the only way you can allow a kid to truly dream is if you expand their idea of what is currently possible. A kid who has nothing, sees nothing, and is taught nothing can only dream of breakfast. They can only hope to get to the next moment successfully. I want more than that for my kids...just like my mom wanted more than that for me. And I want them to want more than that too.

When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.

I really do think that if for one week in the United States we saw the true face of war, we saw people's limbs sheared off, we saw kids blown apart, for one week, war would be eradicated. Instead, what we see in the U.S. media is the video war game.

And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.

The only love that I really believe in is a mother__ love for her children.