Phases of her childhood lurked in her aspect still. As she walked along to-day, for all her bouncing handsome womanliness, you could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.
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Tess of the D'Urbervilles
by
Thomas Hardy
"I sadly want a reform in the construction of children. Nature's only idea seems to be to make them machines for the production of incessant noise."
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The Woman in White
by
Wilkie Collins
Come on back and we'll see if you remember the simplest thing of all – how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.
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It
by
Stephen King
Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.
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It
by
Stephen King
He seemed a kind of cannon loaded to the muzzle with facts, and prepared to blow them clean out of the regions of childhood at one discharge. He seemed a galvanizing apparatus, too, charged with a grim mechanical substitute for the tender young imaginations that were to be stormed away.
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Hard Times
by
Charles Dickens
They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.
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To the Lighthouse
by
Virginia Woolf
"Mother says as th' two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way-or always to have it. She doesn't know which is th' worst."
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The Secret Garden
by
Frances Hodgson Burnett
What's in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.
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Ulysses
by
James Joyce
Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.
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The Picture of Dorian Gray
by
Oscar Wilde
"I would not send a poor girl into the world, unarmed against her foes, and ignorant of the snares that beset her path; nor would I watch and guard her, till, deprived of self-respect and self-reliance, she lost the power or the will to watch and guard herself."
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The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
by
Anne Bronte