Quotes About Family

I have never heard anyone refer to any of my brothers as a nice guy... I'm going to assume you really meant he's a pain in the arse but you like him anyway against your better judgment. - Malina MacGregor

He strode in excitedly and they turned to face him. Dr Little looked grave and Aunt Nance had been crying. They didn't need to say anything. He knew that Zach was dead.

Santo had the right to love them both equally, without feeling the pressure of having one parent's dislike of the other to corrupt his view - a point brought home to them both by a stern grandmother, who had found herself flung into the role of referee between them at a time when their mutual hostility had been running at its highest.

I understand how families become estranged, not by design, but by embarrassment. You come to a point when so much time has passed that it seems impossible to make the first move

I already have a son One is enough? There was a time when I dreamt of having three or four but I rather failed one the fatherhood front didn't I? Some errors don't bear repeating.

I once wrote a biography of Albert Einstein, called Einstein's Cosmos, and had to delve into the minute details of his private life. I had known that Einstein's youngest son was afflicted with schizophrenia, but did not realize the enormous emotional toll that it had taken on the great scientist's life.

No olvide lo que le digo, el primer hijo embaraza tanto al padre como a la madre.

That is why every brother and sister will react differently according to how they learn to defend themselves and adapt to different circumstances. When our parents are constantly fighting, when there is disharmony, disrespect, and lies, we learn the emotional way of being like them.

When our parents are constantly fighting, when there is disharmony, disrespect, and lies, we learn the emotional way of being like them. Even if they tell us not to be that way

There was a woman, for example, who was intelligent and had a very good heart. She had a daughter whom she adored and loved very much.

We believe Mom and Dad fight because of us, even if it doesn't have anything to do with us. Little by little we lose our innocence;

Tu verdad no es la verdad de nadie más y eso incluye a tus propios hijos o a tus propios padres.

La vida en este cuerpo físico es muy corta, aun cuando lleguemos a vivir cien años. Cuando descubrí esto, decidí no perder mi tiempo en crear conflictos, en especial con las personas que amo. Quiero disfrutar de ellas, y lo hago amándolas por ser quienes son, no por lo que creen.

You start screaming. The screams are in Denise's voice, in your father's voice, in the voice of an innocent little girl, in voices you don't recognize and never will. You

The whole family sang: Over the river and through the woods, now grandmother's cap I spy! Hurray for the fun! Is the pudding done? Hurrah for the pumpkin pie! But Gran doesn't have a cap, said Sister. She has a scarf. Well, I spy it anyway--through the kitchen window, said Brother.

Hello, there, young'uns! he said, squeezing the cubs in a big bear hug. Are you ready for our great Thanksgiving feast? Yes, Gramps, said Sister. But, you know, we should also think about all our Thanksgiving blessings. I always do! said Gramps, leading them inside and into the kitchen. And the Thanksgiving blessing I think about most is Grizzly Gran, herself--the best cook in Bear Country! Now, Gramps, scolded Gran. Stop your nonsense and help get the food on.

It's a shame there aren't any Native Bears here to share it with us, said Brother. Never fear, said Gramps, seating himself at the head of the table. My great, great grandmother was one-quarter Native Bear and I am ready to share. Let's eat!

My mum's getting married," said Cheryl. "Again. At the Brompton Oratory. Fourth time around the track, this is. They don't say 'Till death us do part' for my mum; they say 'Who's holding ticket number twenty-three?

But Rao's sauce, as always, saved the day. Jesse had long since stopped calling it gravy, what his Italian mother had called it when he was growing up, and it had so often been just the two of them eating like this at the kitchen table.

after Fourth of July celebrations

But with five kids and a wife who only worked part time

Everything was in a mess in the Oblonskys

Tereza's mother never stopped reminding her that being a mother meant sacrificing everything. Her words had the ring of truth, backed as they were by the experience of a woman who had lost everything because of her child. Tereza would listen and believe that being a mother was the highest value in life and that being a mother was a great sacrifice. If a mother was Sacrifice personified, then a daughter was Guilt, with no possibility of redress.

If a mother was Sacrifice personified, then a daughter was Guilt, with no possibility of redress.