Child Caregiver Appreciation Quotes & Sayings

I who was a house full of bowel movement,
I who was a defaced altar,
I who wanted to crawl toward God
could not move nor eat bread. — Anne Sexton

There are a lot of New York City Thanksgiving traditions. For example, a lot of New Yorkers don't buy the frozen Thanksgiving turkey. They prefer to buy the bird live and then push it in front of a subway train. — David Letterman

There are some fantastic roles for women and women of a certain age on television, whether it's 'Medium' or 'The Closer' or 'Damages' or 'Saving Grace.' — Megan Follows

The air feels cleaner because when the world is below us, we allow ourselves to breathe fully. — David Levithan

We're not doing outrageous fashion; I make sports clothes that are relatively conservative, clothes that everyone wears. — Calvin Klein

One must say Yes to life and embrace it wherever it is found - and it is found in terrible places; nevertheless, there it is. — James Baldwin

Any unity which doesn't have its origin in the multitudes is tyranny. — Blaise Pascal

It's not our rule to forgive but it's our honor to forgive justly". — Abdulazeez Henry Musa

Even in your world, people have died for words. Sometimes they've died of them. One learns to be careful what one says in such a world. And like anything so powerful, like any weapon, words cut both ways. They redeem and betray - sometimes both at once. The attribute we name as a virtue may also turn out to be our bane. So we watch what we call things - in case we should turn out to be right. — Diane Duane

When I had attained the age of seventeen my parents resolved that I should become a student at the university of Ingolstadt. I had hitherto attended the schools of Geneva, but my father thought it necessary for the completion of my education that I should be made acquainted with other customs than those of my native country. My departure was therefore fixed at an early date, but before the day solved upon could arrive, the first misfortune of my life occurred - an omen, as it were, of my future misery. — Mary Shelley