childhood [Theme] Page 61

Where the rose-colored glasses?
My rocket, where are you?
My crooked happiness...

- Are you sure that's even ethical?
- Jimmy, we're in fourth grade, we don't even know!

Childhood is what we lost in time, but retains.

Often we had neither heat nor light,
Now there are all
But the lure of my childhood barefoot.

Nowhere and never, in any city of the world, believe me, it's true, stars do not Shine so bright and captivating, as in the childhood.

People, aging, return to childhood.

Remember when you were young, You most worried about whether You get a bike for birthday and let You have cake for Breakfast? But when You become older, everything changed... Seriously! Do not be deceived by the appearance of new shoes, great sex and lack of parental care. Being an adult means to be responsible. Responsibility is a terrible thing. It's very bad. Adults should be in different places, do different things to earn money to pay the rent, and if You are a surgeon who holds in his hands the human heart - Hey, here it is liability! Bike and pastries are just the beginning, isn't it? And worst of all, when you make a mistake, but to do nothing may...
We are adults. When did this happen? How to stop it?
Responsibility - it's awful!
Unfortunately, childhood and adolescence too rapidly, and the responsibility remains with us. It can not be avoided. Either we have it or are experiencing the consequences. And still, adulthood has its charms: I'm talking about shoes, sex, lack of parental care is so great!

The sky looms in the distance,
But on a short leash
Not to run away from childhood.

I came out of childhood, and therefore
stayed at childhood in debt.

I was not told as a child that all will be well,
Loud and bright,
Not say that winter is hot...

In childhood time passes, and then - BAM! suddenly you're fifty and rusty box is the only memory.

in early childhood (as, perhaps, after death) a man goes in all directions simultaneously, so we can assume that it is not; the self arises later when there is attachment to any one area.

In my childhood, where the road?
How do I find her?
How to return for a while
those carefree days...

That would again be a little boy to paint everything that's supposed to happen.
I would draw, and there is nothing wrong with us wouldn't be able to happen...