Quotes About Family

When a mother loves her child as much as yours loved you, she might find it impossible to let go, to leave you, if you were sitting right there. She had to wait for you to go away before she could die.

In all these years, how often had she wished she could call Rumer? With the happy news that followed good notices, the time she had worried about a mammogram, all the little things Michael had said and done.

You know what's the worst thing about parents dying?" Harrison said. "It's all the questions you'll never get to ask them. Little things you thought you'd have forever to find out.

EVERYONE THOUGHT QUINN was watching Meet the Press with Grandma, even Grandma. Lying on the sofa, covered with an afghan, Quinn had simply rolled off and stuffed pillows under the covers while Grandma stared at the screen. Then she had sidled upstairs, out her bedroom window, and down the oak tree growing right by the house.

Growing up, there had always been candles burning, not for the light they gave, but for remembrance. Her grandmother used to say the flame honored a person's spirit, reminded the living that the dead were never really gone.

But her life on this earth had taught her this: that love, in the end, was all that mattered. Friends, families, suitors, husbands: Goodness abounded in all of them.

It still had electricity and running water, the stove worked, the coffee maker could still brew, the refrigerator kept food cold. But the house had become a phantom. It was no longer living and breathing, surrounding the family and making them feel safe. It wafted along, an untethered spirit, drained of everything it once had been.

We die alone, the saying went. But Susannah had never believed it. Not when you come from a close family, not when you are surrounded by love.

In the absence of sisters, we find sisters. In the absence of mothers, we find mothers. In the absence of family, you are my family.

We're keeping them alive, she said. Sweetheart, the fence, the wall, is inhumane. People are dying. That's their choice,he actually said. They come here illegally, that's the chance they take. When did you get so hard? she asked, holding his face between her hands. They're human beings like us, looking for a better life for their families. You understand that, don't you? You did it for us. It's a humanitarian crises, she said. And you're part of the problem. That's why you can't sleep at night.

She loves you, Mom," Caroline said, telling the truth. "I know, dear. But I wish I'd done more earlier. That I hadn't missed my chance." The words hung in the air, reminding Caroline of the failures of love. People tried so hard, but they often missed the most important connections.

Had Jane felt that way this whole time? Back when it had all happened, Sylvie remembered feeling really angry at her: Sylvie had chosen Brown partly so she could be at college with her sister. Then Jane had gotten pregnant and ruined everything.

Protection came in many forms. My love of nature and my father, and their love for me, had made me strong and brave, and I had survived.

They say your life flashes before you at the time of death, but for Clea, the lives were not hers, but her grandmother's and her parents'. She thought of how they had loved her, of what a short time they had had together.

Mommy and Daddy," Quinn gasped. "Grandma will kill you when she finds out you took it," Allie said. "We weren't ready," Quinn said as if hypnotized. "We weren't ready to scatter their ashes. How could I just leave them there?

she lost her parents in a boating accident, right out there—" he pointed across the beach to the Sound. "A few years ago now. She's getting better a little at a time. You never get over something like that, but she has a lot of people loving her, pulling her through.

north. The stars had blazed low over the curving hills. Her father had dropped them off hungry, to make them hunt for their food. Sharpening a stick, she had waited in the rushes.

With all our gifts, all the love we have for one another, what went wrong? That's what I want to know. That one missing piece." "Life, Mom

She'd thought of her own family, of how happy she had thought they were. In some ways, they were completely different from the Tyrones. Her family didn't suffer from addiction or alcoholism. No one had a fatal disease. Instead of two sons, there were two daughters. Her father had not been a drunk, but he had been a liar and a cheat. He had acted the role of good husband and father but was actually a different person entirely.

You just said you love them, Susannah," Helen said finally. "So you must ask yourself: what are you willing to do for them?

I feel sorry for young people today who feel so alone that they have to mate with their first crush. It shocks me that so many young brides are pregnant at the alter. When you have kids late in life, you appreciate them more. They keep you young, and you see the world through better eyes. You can give your children a finer sense of values, too, because if you're lucky, you own values have improved with time.

It was all very well being a can-do independent twenty-first-century woman, but sometimes she just wished her dad was still around to take care of stuff like this.

Un uomo, quando corteggia una ragazza, deve avere le stesse idee religiose di sua madre e quelle politiche di suo padre.

Well, said Marilla, unable to find an excuse for deffering her explanation longer, I suppose I might as well tell you. Matthew and I have decided to keep you- that is, if you try to be a good little girl and show yourself grateful. Why, child whatever is the matter? I'm crying, said Anne in a tone of bewilderment. I can't think why. I'm as glad as can be.