“You were a terrible baby, do you know that? Bawling all the time, never sleeping. And one night you just wouldn't shut up, screaming like a dying pig. I walked over to your crib, I looked down at you. I wanted to strangle you. And you looked up at me and you stopped screaming. You smiled at me. Don't die so far from the sea.” KnowsWantedNightDiesSleepSeaDyingBabyTerribleDo You KnowPigsShut UpOne NightNever Sleep Author:Yara
“If the behaviour of babies and small children is any guide, we emerge into the world with our tendencies to imbalance already well entrenched. In our playpens and high chairs, we are rarely far from displaying either hysterical happiness or savage disappointment, love or rage, mania or exhaustion--and, despite the growth of a more temperate exterior in adulthood, we seldom succeed in laying claim to lasting equilibrium, traversing our lives like stubbornly listing ships on choppy seas.” IfsWorldWellsChildrenGrowthOur LivesSeaBabySucceedClaimsDisappointmentGuidesRageShipsTendenciesDespiteChairsLastingAdulthoodBehaviourSavagesEquilibriumExhaustionExteriorSmall ChildHystericalImbalanceManiaDisappointment Love Author:Alain de Botton
“A story of remarkable simplicity and charm. A young swimmer invites us into sea off the coast of California where through her eyes we see an entire realm of creatures we have never known so intimately before. Truly for people of all ages, Lynne Cox's adventure with the baby whale, Grayson, becomes a parable and an experience, thanks not only to the author's great and generous spirit, but through her immense gift for describing nature.” PeopleStoriesEyeAgeYoungSpiritKnownSeaAdventureBabyCreaturesSimplicityThanksCaliforniaGenerousRealmsCharmRemarkableInvitesImmenseHer EyesCoastDescribingWhalesParablesSwimmerGenerous Spirit Author:Anne Rice
“Even though I found you on an ordinary day, it felt like I found a precious pearl in an oyster when I deep dived into the sea. Baby, you are really that precious to me.” LoveFoundFeltSeaBabyOrdinaryPearlsOystersGood MorningFound YouOrdinary Days Author:Fiona Apple
“If I had lady-spider legs, I would weave a sky where the stars lined up. Matresses would be tied down tight to their trucks, bodies would never crash through windshields. The moon would rise above the wine-dark sea and give babies only to maidens and musicians who had prayed long and hard. Lost girls wouldn't need compasses or maps. They would find gingerbread paths to lead them out of the forest and home again. They would never sleep in silver boxes with white velvet sheets, not until they were wrinkled-paper grandmas and ready for the trip.” IfsNeedsGivingLongHardHomeBodyWould BeGirlLostStarsDarkSleepWhitePathSeaSkyReadyBabyMoonPaperMusicianWineBoxesLegsForestsSilverMapsTiedCrashSheetsSpidersCompassTruckRise AboveGrandmaVelvetMaidensNever SleepGingerbreadLost Girl Author:Laurie Halse Anderson