We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life alters our plans. And yet, at the end, from a rare height, we also see that our dream was our fate. It's just that providence had other ideas as to how we would get there. Destiny plans a different route, or turns the dream around, as if it were a riddle, and fulfills the dream in ways we couldn't have expected.
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A wise son maketh a glad father: but a foolish son is the
heaviness of his mother.
A wise son maketh a glad father: but a foolish son is the
heaviness of his mother.
The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.
[Lat., Pietas fundamentum est omnium virtutum.]
The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.
[Lat., Pietas fundamentum est omnium virtutum.]
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.
There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.
There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.
There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.
Teach your child to hold his tongue,
He'll learn fast enough to speak.
Teach your child to hold his tongue,
He'll learn fast enough to speak.
[Witches] steal young children out of their cradles, ministerio
doemonum, and put deformed in their rooms, which we call read more
[Witches] steal young children out of their cradles, ministerio
doemonum, and put deformed in their rooms, which we call
changelings.
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
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Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the
youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall
not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the
gate.
