Pastoral Resources

The Founding Fathers in their wisdom decided that children were an unnatural strain on parents. So they provided jails called schools, equipped with tortures called an education.

Parents are the bones on which children cut their teeth.

Children are the only form of immortality that we can be sure of.

I have four children which is not bad considering I'm not a Catholic.

Victimizers of children are the enemies of any so-called society.

All the children in the school should learn the steps of everything, before they learn the thing, then they know which step they're doing better, because your voice is in certain steps and has to do most of the things that have been composed in those steps.

We need your help. I need your help. We need money for research. It may not save my life. It may save my children's life. It may save someone you love. And it's very important.

In our own time it has been seen... that simple children, roughly brought up in the wilderness, have begun to draw by themselves, impelled by their own natural genius, instructed solely by the example of these beautiful paintings and sculptures of Nature.

When I wasn't as attractive as I am now, I suffered at the hands of cruel children and their taunts until I realised that confidence and a bit of aesthetic care can overcome that.

Well, I know that 500,000 children died in Iraq because of the embargo.

All children alarm their parents, if only because you are forever expecting to encounter yourself.

Never have children, only grandchildren.

It is a violent sport that we choose as men, and that we as parents allow our children to play.

You end up as you deserve. In old age you must put up with the face, the friends, the health, and the children you have earned.

We will have to give up the hope that, if we try hard, we somehow will always do right by our children. The connection is imperfect. We will sometimes do wrong.

Because we believe ourselves to be better parents than our parents, we expect to produce better children than they produced.

My father loved people, children and pets.

Chum was a British boy's weekly which, at the end of the year was bound into a single huge book; and the following Christmas parents bought it as Christmas presents for male children.

I do not want our children and grandchildren to live in a world where everyday they fear some regional strongman with weapons of mass destruction. We need to send a message to these future would-be bullies: you will not be allowed to threaten the world.

Obviously, our children, who have been playing with their computers since the age of five or six, don't have quite the same brain as those who were brought up on wooden or metal toys, whose brains are certainly atrophied by comparison.