Quotes About Family

Keep playing, Papa. Papa stopped.

A 2 A.M. CONVERSATION**** Is this yours? Yes, Papa. Do you want to read it? Again, Yes,Papa. A tired smile. Metallic eyes, melting. Well, we'd better read it, then.

Liesel was exercising the blatant right of every person who's ever belonged to a family. It's all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won't let anyone else do it. That's when you get your back up and show loyalty.

Not-leaving: An act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.

I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything. They look like they're so happy, just inside this moment, watching the kids and the lights on their old fibro house. Lua kisses her. Just softly on the lips. And she kisses back. Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.

the blatant right of every person who's ever belonged to a family. It's all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won't let anyone else do it.

I carried them in my fingers, like suitcases. Or I'd throw them over my shoulder. It was only the children I carried in my arms.

On quite a few occasions Liesel forgot about her mother and any other problem of which she currently held ownership.

Her papa stood and called her half a woman. Max was writing The Word Shaker in the corner. Rudy was naked by the door.

There's my ma, fifty-years old, hightailing around town with some guy while I sit here, in the prime of my youth, completely and utterly alone. I shake my head. At myself.

Don't ask him for help," Mama pointed out. "That Saukerl." Papa was staring out the window, as was often his habit. "He left school in fourth grade." Without turning around, Papa answered calmly, but with venom, "Well, don't ask her, either." He dropped some ash outside. "She left school in third grade.

Goodbye, papa, you saved me. you taught me to read. No one can play like you. I'll never drink champagne. no one can play like you.

Anyway nonna, grandmother, and everyone else has more sympathy for a whiff of failure than for the smell of new money.

Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone,young or old. Today could be the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait; do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish.

I fell to my knees, hugged Uncle Roman, and wept. July 1, 1941 The day after Uncle Roman's funeral, I went out to take Krasa to the pasture as usual, but a crowd of people stood in front of our church, hugging one another, laughing, and crying.

fell to my knees, hugged Uncle Roman, and wept.

The alphabet (and its extension into typography) made possible the spread of the power that is knowledge, and shattered the bonds of tribal man, thus exploding him into an agglomeration of individuals. Electric writing and speed pour upon him, instantaneously and continuously, the concerns of all other men. He becomes tribal once more. The human family becomes one tribe again.

We can't keep people from following their own paths, no matter how much we love them.

My real feeling, the one I couldn't articulate yet, was that my entire life hinged on knowing that there were people who would continue to love me unconditionally, even if I were damaged, even if I were sick. Such love was the only thing that had sustained me during the turmoil of the past months. If I eliminated my child because of his disability, if I put him out of my life, I would be violating the only thing that was keeping me alive.

It was either Kenya or staying with my nincompoop grandchildren. Ha! Leopards I'd sooner." Melrose waited for her to complete the sentence, but she was done with it.

Maud (like my mother) thought food did a lot more than just fill you up.

The urge to find the real facts is destructive only to people or systems (friendships, family dynamics, political dynasties) that are based on lies. The truth can scare you half to death, but it's never as destructive as deception.

One woman I knew decided, with her husband, to abort a planned pregnancy when a crucial three-day exam was scheduled near her due date. I don't know whether she even asked if the exam could be rescheduled.

And look at all I've accumulated---a house! piles of clothing! two children! an ex-husband! books! boxes of letters! dishes! tiny shampoos from fancy hotels! vases! canned goods! jewelry! computers! acres of old journals! couches! bedsteads! toys galore! stuffed animals! and heaps of memories like wet rags, bunches of them, hanging off me, weighing me down.