Greg Mortenson Quotes

Simple pleasures were all the pleasures that I knew as a child.

You can remember times when you were a kid, when life looked too doggoned deliciously beautiful to be left alone. So you could feel like that again if you worked at it.

You go back. You search for what made you happy when you were smaller. We are all grown up children, really... So one should go back and search for what was loved and found to be real.

I love kids. I was a kid myself, once.

I had a picture-perfect childhood.

Where children are, there is the golden age.

With my mom and dad around, I became a child yet again.

My favourite memory was the first time my mum bought me a bubble blower. I must have been the happiest girl in the world that day. I was all over those bubbles like a moth to a flame.

Childhood. I wish I had something to complain about.

(...) Since I was a kid." "Which you refer to as 'back when you were happy.'" "Right.

Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be.

Life was just a tire swing. 'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing. Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken, And I never knew a thing about pain. Life was just a tire swing.

The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give.

Drawn to childhood, the old man will seek it in a thousand different ways.

What do you suppose makes all men look back to the time of childhood with so much regret (if their childhood has been, in any moderate degree, healthy or peaceful)? That rich charm, which the least possession had for us, was in consequence of the poorness of our treasures.

Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.

Childhood, whose very happiness is love.

Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood!

It's so important and easy to be a kid at heart.

For me, baseball just brings up a lot of nostalgic, happy feelings because I enjoyed it as a kid, and I liked being out there playing in the sun, and it was a simpler time for all of us.

I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!

I can remember being eight, and I like writing about that age of innocence when children still have a sense of wonder.

I think childhood is to everyone a lost land.

It's a pleasant thing to be young, and have ten toes.

Children are the keys of paradise.