Crib Quotes

By aiming for paradise, we lose sight of earth. Hope of a beyond and aspiration to an afterlife engender a sense of futility in the present. If the prospect of getting taken up to paradise generates joy, it is the mindless joy of a baby picked up from his crib. Michel Onfray
Hope Joy Paradise Lose Sense Baby Crib Aiming Mindless Earth Sight Futility Picked Taken Prospect Beyond His Up Getting Afterlife Aspiration Present
My mom used to always play hip-hop around the crib, but moreso than that, she played reggae, and I grew up on reggae music more than I grew up on hip-hop. Young M.A
Music Mom Crib More She Around Always Hip-Hop Up Than Grew Reggae Used Play Played
One of my little girls is named Reagan. Her first words were, 'Mr. Larry, tear down this crib.' That was her first words, it was very sweet. My first words were, 'Are you going to finish that sandwich?' Larry the Cable Guy
You Words Girl First Sweet Down Crib Finish Named Reagan Were Very Going Little Little Girls Sandwich Tear Her Larry
What's my status? I'm just a guy from Saginaw, Michigan, trying to make it. But you know, pretty nice crib. Draymond Green
You Nice Crib Status Pretty Guy Know Make Michigan Trying Just
If you're dude, and you're still living at the crib, at home, and you're not taking care of your kid, that's the worst thing ever. Rozonda Thomas
Home You Care Living Crib Kid Worst Worst Thing Taking Dude Still Your Ever Thing
My parents put the New Yorker in my crib. I saw Vogue and Vanity Fair around the house before I could read. Richard Avedon
Parents Before Crib Saw Vanity Vanity Fair Vogue Could Put New Fair House Read Around Yorker New Yorker
In America we tell our parents to bring their child home and put him or her in a crib; as they get older, children sleep in they own room not in Mom and Dad's room. What are we training them for? It's independence, because that's what being empowered is all about. Sheena Iyengar
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The first picture of me that I know of was me in the crib wearing a pair of cowboy boots. Marty Stuart
Me First Picture Crib Boots Wearing Know Cowboy Pair
My dad had me in little baseball outfits and bats in the crib. Scott Rogowsky
Me Crib Bats Outfits Had Little Dad Baseball
I was born singing. My father tells this story about when I was 3 weeks old, how I would rock in the crib and sing in the crib all night long. My crib would roll across the floor in the middle of the night. Finally, my father nailed its legs to the floor. Vonda Shepard
Old Father Long Singing Crib Finally All Night Tells Would Born About Weeks Nailed Sing Rock How Roll Middle Legs Story Across Floor Night
The first musical sound I ever heard was from a banjo. My father played, and I was an infant in a crib, and something just stayed with me from those early days. Roy Clark
Me Father First Crib Musical Those Stayed Something Days Sound Heard Infant Banjo Just Ever Played Early Early Days
The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there I was standing in the crib singing God Bless America. Linda Lavin
God Day Me Parents Singing Before Crib One Day About Could Spoke Bless Sing Bedroom God Bless America Story Standing
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