Quotes About Family

see the poet through a family upheaval that was to determine her image

As Mabel inserts herself between husband and wife, and then between poet and 'Sister', and as a fissure in the family cracks and then breaks open early in 1885

Negro poverty is not white poverty. Many of its causes and many of its cures are the same. But there are differences - deep, corrosive, obstinate differences - radiating painful roots into the community and into the family, and the nature of the individual. These differences are not racial differences. They are solely and simply the consequence of ancient brutality, past injustice, and present prejudice.

I had come to realize that you must do what you must for your children, even it if called for the sacrifice of your very soul.

Besides, as much as she loved Bruckner's symphonies, he just couldn't touch a man who had painted his bedroom walls with views of the sea to please her, who gave his precious smiles to her alone, who wept when he watched his daughter sleep.

which house that is? Or how many siblings you have?

cupboard. The strange little key, which had been his great-grandmother's

we are unattractive know-all obsessives who get things out of proportion and are in continual peril of being disowned by our exasperated families.

Jessie had never heard you could inherit madness. She thought madness was something that just happened to people in Shakespeare when the wind got up.

I'm sure people did question whether Italian printers were quite the right people to legislate on the meaning of everything; but on the other hand, resistance was obviously useless against a family that could invent italics.

Lissianna said, smacking Thomas in the arm. "What were you thinking? They don't waltz here." "I was thinking I didn't want my uncle clasping my butt, and our chests rubbing together as he stepped on my feet while trying to shuffle me around the floor," Thomas answered dryly.

The point is, you should have stayed right where you were and let us handle this. Now we're going to have to tie up your uncle and put him in one of the cells or something until we sort out everything and can prove your innocence.

How the devil did he get himself caught? By being no brighter than you, Suzette snapped before her father could answer. God, you are a fishwife, Jeremy said with disgust and then muttered to himself, It figures Dicky would marry sweet little mousy Christiana himself and stick me with the sister who was a harpy.

He too had recognized the three faces pressed to the window as the coach had sailed past. He shook his head as the Radnor carriage rode out of sight around the next bend. It had been Suzette, Christiana, and Lisa, all gaping out the window at them. I did tell you they would not take our leaving sitting down, Langley pointed out, sounding amused. You didn't say they would follow, Daniel said dryly. Langley laughed and shrugged. Why spoil the surprise?

If Brinna is your daughter, they really were three French hens after all." She opened her mouth to explain about the day she had found Sabrina, Brinna, and Joan in a huddle, and the comment she had made about "three French hens…

He then turned back to his bride and paused as he noted the welts on her back. Ross recognized them as whip marks at once and it made him stiffen with rage at the thought of anyone touching her so in violence. He hadn't cared much for her parents; their demeanor was cool and uncaring toward their daughter. He hadn't seen a single sign of affection for her, but this pushed his feelings for them from indifferent to active dislike. Mouth

It was as if, once she was married, the woman had washed her hands of the girl. However, the welts on her back had been the final straw. Aye, they would leave for MacKay first thing tomorrow morning, Ross determined. He would take her home, where they could consummate their marriage in the bed where she would one day give birth to their children. Annabel's life here was done. She was his now.

She smelled like smoked pork, a food her father loved above all others. The thought made her still briefly, and she almost told Aulay that

she'd remembered that her uncle liked smoked pork

the shouting below. Leaving her father to deal with Lord Seawell by himself, he and Will had each caught one of Averill's arms and ushered her up the last few steps. Since his room at the top of the stairs was closest, they'd taken

The dog kept tipping his head up to Annabel, and then to the path ahead, and then back to Annabel again. It was how he used to follow his father, Ross recalled, and suspected his wife had been adopted by the beast in his father's place. He

It seemed she would marry, be a wife to this unknown Scot, the mother of his children, and lady of his people . . . Lord save them all. R

Claray had not been made to spend her life on her knees in prayer. The lass had too much passion in her for that. So, he would marry her, reclaim his name, title and home and set to work filling her belly with bairns. The thought made him smile, and imagining all the ways to accomplish the task of filling her belly, all the positions and places he could do so, helped pass the time as they continued their ride through the long day and the evening that followed.

It is said that "neurotics make themselves miserable; those with character disorders make everyone else miserable." Chief among the people character-disordered parents make miserable are their children. As in other areas of their lives, they fail to assume adequate responsibility for their parenting. They tend to brush off their children in thousands of little ways rather than provide them with needed attention.