The Baker homestead (Bow, N. H.)—Around the memory thereof cluster the golden days of my childhood.
Mary Baker Eddy.
A long way seems the dear old New England home—its sheltering groves and quiet hills; amid the clustering memories my tears are falling thick and silently like the autumn leaves in forest dells.
Clara Barton.
Children have more need of models than of critics.
Joseph Joubert.
Children think not of what is past nor of what is to come but enjoy the present time, which few of us do.
La Bruyere.
Women are only children of a larger growth.
Chesterfield—Letter to his son.