The hardest job kids face today is learning good manners without seeing any.
“Children are dying.” Lull nodded. “That’s a succinct summary of humankind, I’d say. Who needs tomes and volumes of history? Children are dying. The injustices of the world hide in those three words.”
“Nothing that grieves us can be called little: by the eternal laws of proportion a child’s loss of a doll and a king’s loss of a crown are events of the same size.”
I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves.
It usually starts as fear, but given enough time, that fear will turn to rage. And it’s a rage that never burns out.