Quotes About Family

They were more like the grown-up dog whose family loved it but had to move to an apartment in Korea (is it Korea?) where people sometimes eat dogs.

Grandma kept turning around in the front seat of their old Fiat saying, Look at you girls! On, Lena, you are a beauty! Lena seriously wished she would stop saying that, because it was irritating, and besides, how was cranky Effie supposed to feel?

If you ran out of ways to please and you had no family money, you went to law school.

Why was it there were some things you could have multiples of, like daughters and sisters, and other things you didn't, like fathers and husbands?

It was hard keeping the love and hate separate in their family.

When it came to your own family, it was hard to remember how weird they were.

Me quedé pensando que allí donde hay alguien a quien se quiere muchísimo y donde hay alguien que nos quiere de veras, ese sí que es el lugar más bonito del mundo.

They think of themselves as your grandparents,' he said. But call them whatever you like. James and Mary?

I think of us humans as a family of amnesia victims who kept making up stories about our past until we found a means to reconstruct it—the sciences.

God's mission for the family is expanding God's family.

My dad was giving me a kind of pep talk and my mom had a smile on her face, but she just looked like she wanted to cry. She's looking at this little girl holding a stuffed animal on her way to deliver a baby. I can't even begin to imagine.

I didn't want anybody to see me walking out of the hospital with this baby. We got into the car and my mom said, "What's wrong?" I said, "I'm afraid that someone's gonna come take the baby." I was waiting for the police to come. Giving up my first son had left such an imprint. It was trapped in my brain…I was not allowed to be a mother. Society

Birthdays of a child who has died are strange events.

Truman Capote said that he learned how to write a story not from reading but from sitting on his aunts' front porch in Alabama and listening to them tell stories. This was my earliest education in the art of storytelling too.

Books Our Mother Loved" (here she placed Indiana and The Devil's Pool, Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights), "Books Our Father Loved" (here she placed The Lady With the Dog and Other Stories, Great Expectations, and Twelve

My first trip to New York City, when I was seven, was a whirlwind of Macy's, the Empire State building, and club sandwiches at a diner. On a whim, my parents took us there for the day, and my strongest memory is a revolving doors. It seemed to me than that to enter anywhere in Manhattan, you had to step into one and spin.

There are really places in your heart that you don't know exist until you love a child.

Everyone says little kids don't break, but they do. Inside. I broke when my father walked out on us.

Sorry, Mary Anne, I can't hear you!" I shouted into the phone receiver. Mary Anne Spier cleared her throat and began, "I said, hi, I really missed you, and —" "EEEEEEEE!" That was my two-year-old sister, Emily Michelle, racing through the kitchen. Behind

Being eleven is a real trial. I will admit one thing, though: no matter what age you are, being the oldest of eight kids sure teaches you a lot of responsibility.

And I, I thought, like having my new family here.

I followed Margo into the kitchen. "I want some friddiggity for dessert." she announced. "What's friddiggity?" Mom asked. "Dog diggity fridge," Claire replied. Dad spun around. "The dog's in the fridge?" As Byron fell off his chair in hysterics, Adam yanked open the refrigerator and gasped. "Pow's frozen solid!" Poor Claire turned bone-white.

Sure. Waffles are fine. How come you didn't ask me what I wanted?" "I'm asking you now." "They're fine," Janine said again. Sighing, she turned back to the computer. I stuck my tongue out at her and ran downstairs. "Waffles are fine!" I told Mimi.

I, Mallory Pike, am Eldest Monkey.