Ich hab den Käfig abgebrannt
Schlagwort-Archiv: Kinder
Eins, zwei und weg.
The good and small life.
Caroline-letters tended to be full of talk about trees she had climbed, squirrels who had admitted her into their circle of trust, boys who had disgusted her, chess-games she had played via post against Leibniz, dreadful books she’d studied, wonderful books she’d read, the weather, logarithms, and timeless disputes among domestic animals.
Neal Stephenson: The Confusion
Natural Growth.
There was no helping it. To a child, nothing seemed more stupid in adults than their inability to come to grips with the fact that people grew.
Neal Stephenson: The Confusion
Flying kid.
When I was a kid
I used to buy and sell gravity
I knew how to fly
And I would teach you for a fee
Doppelgeburtstag.
An so einem schönen Datum zwei werden ist zweimal so gut!
Arrive alive.
Offer light to the coming day
Inspire a child
Co-edrything.
Fiona, walking to and from the bathroom, was fascinated to see evidence of men and women living and sleeping and bathing together.
Neal Stephenson: The Diamond Age