Quotes About Family

A black sheep in the family, no doubt

The worst part of it has been, I think, the adverse effect on family life. It kills off family conversation. And it's harder to get your children to read books. I became a confirmed reader when I was growing up in Glendale. I've loved reading all my life. Now I've got this daughter, Aissa, a very bright young lady -- but it is a hard job to get her to read. Television's just too easy.

The closest and most precious people in your life are guaranteed to make you feel the entire spectrum of human emotions.

If all my royal kindred Lay in my way unto this marriage, I'ld make them my low foot-steps

And Isaac loved Esau - Isaac though he was not a stirring man himself, yet he loved to have his son active. Esau knew how to please him, and shewed a great respect for him, by treating him often with venison, which won upon him more than one would have thought. But Rebekah loved him whom God loved.

Even the most skillful deceit is wasted on a man's mother.

He opened his front door and heard the TV from the living room. He could see his parents sitting side by side, staring at the screen. He didn't bother to say hello. His parents generally didn't care whether he was home or not. From the hallway Gavin stared at them for a minute, shaking his head in disbelief. They were his parents. They were supposed to be on his side.

And how important in the scheme of things was it to find this person, this one person who knew (and loved) more about one than anyone else? [...] And the whereabouts of that person ultimately defined the location of the Homeland, for in the final analysis roots were people.

The title of the elder branch falling at length to him, he obtained an important embassy, which served as an excuse for hastening the marriage

Her moral training, both at the schools she attended and at home, was negative in nature, prohibitive in intent, and almost entirely sexual. The sexuality, however, was indirect and unacknowledged; therefore it suffused every other part of her education, which received most of its energy from that recessive and unspoken moral force. She learned that she would have duties toward her husband and family and that she must fulfill them.

he thought of the years before, the distant years with his parents on the farm, and of the deadness from which he had been miraculously revived.

From the marriage had come only one child; he had wanted a son and had got a girl, and that was another disappointment he hardly bothered to conceal.

coming home early only when his loneliness for a brief glimpse of his daughter, or a word with her, made it impossible for him to stay away.

could think of his daughter only as a very small girl who had once sat beside him in a distant room and looked at him with solemn delight, as a lovely child who long ago had died.

My films are always concerned with family, friendship, honor, and patriotism.

The most important thing in the world is family and love.

The best thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.

She could not have predicted, no one can ever predict anything, that they'd have been raised at a time of protests and drugs and a war they seemed to feel no responsibility for. She pictured a dandelion gone by, the white, almost airless pieces of her family scattered so far. The key to contentment was to never ask why; she had learned that long ago. The

And then I remembered that one time, when I was pregnant with Chrissy, I had looked down at my big stomach and put my hand over it and thought: Whoever you are, you do not belong to me. My job is to help you get into the world, but you do not belong to me.

She loved me, my daughter! Even knowing this, I was surprised. In truth, I was amazed.

She thought then about Henry, the kindness in his eyes as a young man, and the kindness still there when he was blind from his stroke, the pleasant expression on his face as he sat in that wheelchair, staring. She thought about Jack, his sly smile, and she thought about Christopher. She had been lucky, she supposed. She had been loved by two men, and that had been a lucky thing; without luck, why would they have loved her? But they had. And her son seemed to have come around.

Kids are just a needle in your heart.

people may not understand that my mother could never say the words I love you. I feel that people may not understand: It was all right.

I have no memory of my mother ever kissing me.