Quotes About Generations

How could any woman know her own story until she knew her mother's? "They take me prisoner instead," Mom said, still staring out the window.

Hope is a coin I carry, given to me by a woman I will always love, and I hold it now as I journey west, part of a new generation of seekers. The first Martinelli to go to college. A girl.

Mom ladled the soap into wooden molds while Grandma kicked sand on the fire to extinguish it.

she looked into the child's eyes and saw a future there, long and beautiful and bright, a future that would go on after Yona herself had passed from the world, a future still unwritten.

Quality Mom Time, Grandmas Recipe, and a Memory to Last is the title of the first book from the curiously curated creations children's book series.

Of course, the ways we carry dysfunction through our family lineage are not so funny. To break the chain, I must pause to ask myself: What dysfunctional behaviors do I practice by habits that come from my own subconscious psychological patterning because of my upbringing? Emotional patterns and ways of being are handed down from generation to generation like family heirlooms—and while many may be positive, many can also be oppressive.

The world isn't purposeful. It isn't ruled by reason. The world wants to play. Fashion queens have always aroused more interest than future generations and their fate.

We must oppose programs that would take food from the mouths of younger generations to buy prescription drugs for old people, and we must do it... for the children.

The Rockecenters advocated worldwide population reduction for generations.

I an individual—an individual soul! Nay, I am a population—a population unthinkable for multitude, even by groups of a thousand millions! Generations of generations I am, aeons of aeons! Countless times the concourse now making me has been scattered, and mixed with other scattering. Of what concern, then, the next disintegration? Perhaps, after trillions of ages of burning in different dynasties of suns, the very best of me may come together again.

From the moment of birth, when the Stone Age baby confronts the twentieth-century mother, the baby is subjected to these forces of violence, called love, as its mother and father, and their parents and their parents before them, have been. These forces are mainly concerned with destroying most of its potentialities, and on the whole this enterprise is successful.

It was the hate of the used and tormented, who are the children of the used and tormented, and whose own children will be used and tormented.

He would gather up the ages and plant and reap what he and his father had sown. All the while I would watch. From my chair. From my window. From my garden. Watch until my eyes died at their roots and I fell cold silent in my skirts and could watch no more.

Three generations of women out on the front porch, four counting little Emily, trying to put words around a past and a future that could never be explained.

You fall so deeply in love with your grandbaby. It's so so so much easier than being a parent, because you really don't have much responsibility. And just when you are at the end of your rope with exhaustion, the parents take the baby away. So it's the best of both worlds.

You hear that, James Carstairs? We are bound, you and I, over the divide of death, down through whatever generations may come. Forever.

Their grandchildren had reminded Will of the song about demon pox he had taught them- when they were much too young, Tessa had always thought- and that they had all memorized. They sang it all together and out of tune, scandalizing Sophie.

I've an enormous respect for my mother who at the age of 39 raised three children, and I grew up with my grandmother in the household. And so it was a really strong household of women - my poor brother! It was great growing up with so many generations of women.

Our family's fate seems to have hung on money for the last two generations, on money that we have never earned. We have lived in debt for so long: we have

Almost all abusive parenting is based on generations of the same; those who are abusive were likely themselves abused. That's why there are no villains in these cases, but rather layers of dysfunction to unravel.

sometimes grandparents who are warm and kind may have been far less so when they were parents. People will often mellow in old age.

My older relatives grabbed me and latched onto me, and I felt like they wanted something from me. Their love felt like a demand. Then I let go and they pinched my cheeks and kissed them, and it only made me feel drained, like I had all the love and they only wanted to refill their tanks by taking some of mine.

an unbroken line of unrelated people

I think that loving grandparents are invaluable and provide a backbone of love and stability that can see a family through bad times as well as rejoicing in the good.