Quotes About Family

I have to say that since my mother died, I am not the same person anymore. My life has changed a great deal because it's really unbearable to think you can't see her anymore or talk to her anymore.

My dad was in a wheelchair and on oxygen for the last few years of his life.

You know, I have seven children, so I guess I know some things about life.

Being a twin, and being my sister's twin, is such a defining part of my life that I wouldn't know how to be who I am, including a writer, without that being somehow at the centre.

It must be a hard life to be the child of a psychologist.

I had an amazing experience working with great people. I had a great family, a typical family with drama in certain areas, and that's pretty much everywhere in everyone's life.

I was single for a long time and felt very much alone in the world, and talk of family values upset me very much at that phase in my life, because I used to think: 'What about people like me?

I will continue to pursue my music and live my life with my family.

You can't live the rest of your life carrying a pain because your parents couldn't get along. I choose to spend my life crafting a joy.

Grandma Redbird: Honey, you have to move past this. Zoey: How Grandma? Grandma Redbird: By living the life she'd be proud of you for living.

Oh, there at last, life's trials past, / We'll meet our loved ones more, / Whose feet have trod the path to God, -- / Not lost, but gone before.

Nick Rhodes (musician): My parents would often watch Top of the Pops with me, as they were quite turned on by knowing what was going on in the charts, and I remember they actually liked Bowie. They liked him so much they took me to see him when he played the Empire Pool in Wembley, in London, in 1976, on the Station to Station tour, not once but twice. I'd become such a fan, and he had become such a focus of what I thought I wanted to do with my life at the time.

There are always Uncles at Christmas.

Johnny. Johnny wanted to run a marathon. He wanted to go mile upon mile, proving his lungs would not give out. Proving he was the man Granddad wanted him to be, proving his strength, though he was so small. His lungs filled with smoke. He has nothing to prove now. There is nothing to run for.

The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war.

We are liars. We are beautiful and privileged. We are cracked and broken.

I see it for what is is, now. It is a house built on ashes. Ashes of the life Granddad shared with Gran, ashes of the maple from which the tire swing flew, ashes of the old Victorian house with the porch and the hammock. The new house is built on the grave of all the trophies and symbols of the family: the New Yorker cartoons, the taxidermy, the embroidered pillows, the family portraits.

I know they're not getting divorced or anything, but when your parents argue it makes the whole universe seem like it's tipping, like everything could change if they got mad enough at each other, like the world isn't a safe place. And of course, that's true, isn't it? The world is not a safe place.

He asked about Dad and about Gran- as if talking about something could make it better. As if wounds needed attention.

We all know that Beauty grows to love the Beast. She grows to love him, despite what her family might think ? for his charm and education, his knowledge of art and his sensitive heart.

Now, let me ask you this. Who killed the girls? The dragon? Or their father?

Open their souls. Open their veins. Wipe off their smiles. Be a family. Stay a family.

I said something about what if what if we could somehow stop being the Beautiful Sinclair Family and just be a family? What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

First grandchild," says Thatcher. "There's never anything to match that feeling.