One can love a child, perhaps, more deeply than one can love another adult, but it is rash to assume that the child feels any love in return.
(George Orwell (1903-1950), British author. repr. in The Collected Essays, Journalism and Letters of George Orwell, eds. Sonia Orwell and Ian Angus (1968). "Such, Such Were the Joys," (1947).
Orwell added: "Looking back on my own childhood, after the infant years were over, I do not believe that I ever felt love for any mature person, except my mother.... Love, the spontaneous, unqualified emotion of love was something I could only feel for people who were young.")
Children play soldier. That makes sense. But why do soldiers play children?
(Karl Kraus (1874-1936), Austrian satirist. repr. In Half-Truths and One-And-A Half-Truths: Selected Aphorisms, "In This War We Are Dealing ...," ed. Harry Zohn (1976). Sprüche und Widersprüche, ch. 4 (1909).)