James St. James Quotes

I am a kid in the dressing-up box at heart.

As a little girl living in the English countryside, I used to go running around in the forests, creating my own fairy tale.

It was a very magical upbringing, the quality of feeling special, and people treated us special. You tried real hard to remember all the normal things so you didn't get twisted.

I wrote my first song when I was about eight. It was about putting a diaper on a chicken!

If I wasn't a singer, I would be a fairy princess.

Children are funny.

I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.

Inner child, what do you suggest? 'I WANT A TREEHOUSE!' Anything else to add? 'FARTY NOISE UNDER THE ARM!'

There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part -- running to the shoreline, feeling the first cold burst of water on our ankles, reaching into the tide to catch at shells before they ebb away from our fingers. We have returned to a world that is capable of glistening, and we are wading deeper within it.

Is this a kissing book?

It's like a kind of Barbie American dream. I have that childlike quality so a lot of little girls especially [like me]. I've always been a kid at heart. I think I always will be.

There is no innocent sleep so innocent as sleep shared between a woman and a child, the little breath hurrying beside the longer, as a child's foot runs.

I like subversive humor, freckles, women's knees and long hair, the laughter of playing children, and a girl running down the street.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends, And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind.

I want to always be youthful and have the energy to run around and play hide and seek, which is one of my favorite games.

The smile that flickers on a baby’s lips when he sleeps- does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning.

In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.

I want the world to be filled with white fluffy duckies

MOTHER: Why, just lying there, Jim, you run so fast. I never saw anyone move so much, just sleeping. Promise me, Jim. Wherever you go and come back, bring lots of kids. Let them run wild. Let me spoil them, some day. JIM: I'm never going to own anything that can hurt me.

I love you more than anybody in the world... I love you for millions and millions of things, clocks and vampires and dirty nails and squiggly paintings and lovely hair and being dizzy and falling dreams.

For an actor to remain a child is rather important. It's a childlike, dreamy thing, acting, if you think about it. It's the sort of thing children fantasise about, playing cowboys and Indians in the street. I think that acting is just a highly refined development of that.

Butterflies and zebras And moonbeams and fairy tales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind.

Weetzie wished she could shake blue glitter around all of them - keeping them sparkling and safe.

The ridiculousness and idiocy of life is embraced and examined. It nurtures the childhood perspective in everyone.