We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.
The second you are handed a newborn it is yours. It doesn't matter what body it came out of. I've never felt more strongly about anything in my life.
The wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.
A newborn already has nine months of experience when she is born.
For the newborn and wise, everything begins small.
Life doesn't get more real than having a newborn at home.
Is it the duty of every good revolutionary to kill every newborn White baby?
It is the nature of babies to be in bliss.
Love is insistent on its own continuation. Every fraction of a second, someone somewhere falls in love, a former enemy becomes a friend, and a newborn baby is born into the world.
I like handling newborn animals. Fallen into life from an unmappable world, they are the ultimate immigrants, full of wonder and confusion.
A tea set is good for a newborn girl. It is a gift that instantly makes the room a girl's room.
Nature loves you ten times more than a mother loves her newborn.
Write what you know. Every guide for the aspiring author advises this. Because I live in a long-settled rural place, I know certain things. I know the feel of a newborn lamb's damp, tight-curled fleece and the sharp sound a well-bucket chain makes as it scrapes on stone. But more than these material things, I know the feelings that flourish in small communities. And I know other kinds of emotional truths that I believe apply across the centuries.
Can you gather your vital breath and yet be tender like a newborn baby?
My heart goes out to the grieving parents who lost their two-year-old or their newborn.
I fly through memory to find a newborn love.
The one advice that I would give just to moms who have a child or a newborn is definitely sleep while the baby sleeps. I've heard that so many times. I never realized how true it really is. If you don't, you'll be walking around like a zombie.
Almost everybody wore a curious limpidity of expression, like newborn babies or souls just after death. Dazed but curiously dignified. . . . after a criseof hysterical revulsion and tiredness, I passed beyondand became entered by a rather sublime feeling.
With young kids (I have four including the newborn) times passes weirdly for me.
I have a theory that the hosts are like babies. Whatever you do, they will learn, imitate, and do it back. It's like the purity and clarity of a newborn. If they're a clean slate, there's no agenda - just the need to survive.
