Quotes About Family

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

Never take a wife till thou hast a house(and a fire) to put her in.

The notes one of my uncles (who had the same kind of curiosity in collecting family anecdotes) once put into my hands, furnished me with several particulars relating to our ancestors.

A house without woman and firelight, is like a Body without soul or sprite.

Josiah, my father, married young, and carried his wife with three children into New England, about 1682. The conventicles having been forbidden by law, and frequently disturbed, induced some considerable men of his acquaintance to remove to that country, and he was prevailed with to accompany them thither, where they expected to enjoy their mode of religion with freedom.

He had been brought up to it from a boy, his father, as I have heard, accustoming his children to dispute with one another for his diversion, while sitting at table after dinner; but I think the practice was not wise; for, in the course of my observation, these disputing, contradicting, and confuting people are generally unfortunate in their affairs. They get victory sometimes, but they never get good will, which would be of more use to them.

free men, whose minds were properly on their business, found a satisfaction in improving, cultivating, and providing for their families; but negroes, laboring to support others who claim them as their property, and expecting nothing but slavery during life, had not the like inducement to be industrious.

What saddens me most is that some poor woman out there has to be Garth's wife. And his three children -- oh, his poor three children. What a despicable human being this guy is.

Mais tu crois que c'est quoi, une famille ! Sinon des gens dont on ne se remet pas ?

Mais quelle famille solitaire avais-je donc ! J'étais même ébahi que deux de ses membres avaient pu s'assembler pour engendrer les deux suivants. Seulement, des solitaires qui feignent de ne pas l'être... voilà sans doute comment les familles se construisent, et comment la race des gens seuls est devenue si nombreuse.

What solitary people my family were! It amazed me that two of its members had ever gotten together to produce the others. But then solitary people pretending not to be – that must be how families start up, and how the race of the lonely has grown so numerous.

Ich will meine Familie nicht verlieren. Immerhin gehöre ich ja dazu. Was bin ich ohne sie? Ein Stück? Ein Teil? Muss jeder Mensch einmal ohne Familie sein, um ein Mensch zu werden?

There are only two things a child will share willingly — communicable diseases and his mother's age.

What good mothers and fathers instinctively feel like doing for their babies is usually best after all.

The more people have studied different methods of bringing up children the more they have come to the conclusion that what good mother and fathers instinctively feel like doing for their babies is the best after all.

The more people have studied different methods of bringing up children the more they have come to the conclusion that what good mothers and fathers instinctively feel like doing for their babies is the best after all.

There are only two things a child will share willingly: communicable diseases and his mother's age.

know what I must do, Father,' he said, still looking into his father's eyes. 'I must represent Mother's ideas, I should promote her dream.' His father smiled. 'You got it, young man! You do that and that will mean that she lives. Now,' he said, standing up, 'I'm told that I will get some financial help next week. My money is running out but I have enough to get some food for the time being. So let's go shopping.

Jeff is the annoying kind of Scrabble player who plays a lot of obscure two-letter words that shouldn't count but for whatever reason are considered legitimate. My father is the annoying kind of Scrabble player who takes hours with his turn and then plays deliberately misspelled words that no one has the heart to call him out on. I am the perfect Scrabble player, both serious and considerate. Obviously I lost by a lot.

Our father is the endlessness. Our mother the Deepness. Our brothers are speed and calm. (Calm is easier to get along with, but he can be dull)

I quickly began to long for the days when I had been able to eat my pizza unmolested without Dad insisting on sit-down dinners.

What was difficult to deal with was his permanent anxiety: when we were little, he was afraid we'd go and play outside or wander a bit too far away; later on, motorbikes and drugs were real nightmares for him. When he was angry, this was always due to anxiety, especially if we came home later than we'd said we would.

I love cooking. My Italian mother is a genius cook, and I picked that up from her. I make my own sauce, which takes four hours, from a recipe that's been refined over many years. I won't tell anybody what it is.

Having family time to reflect on your day is the best.