Quotes About Family

The day after his father left, Franz and his mother went into town together, and as they left home Franz noticed that her shoes did not match. He was in a quandary: he wanted to point out the mistake, but was afraid he would hurt her. So, during the two hours they spent walking through the city together he kept his eyes focused on her feet. It was then he had his first inkling of what it means to suffer.

A young woman forced to keep drunks supplied with beer and siblings with clean underwear -instead of being allowed to pursue something higher- stores up great reserves of vitality, a vitality never dreamed of by university students yawning over their books.

Her kitsch was the image of home, all peace, quiet, and harmony, and ruled by a loving mother and a wise father. It was an image that took shape in her after the death of her parents. The less her life resembled the sweetest of dreams, the more sensitive she was to its magic, and more than once she shed tears when the ungrateful daughter in a sentimental film embraced the neglected father as the windows of the happy family's house shone out into the dying day.

I've always had the sense that my life is run by other people. Except for a few years after Martin died. Those were the toughest years, I was alone with my children, I had to cope by myself. Complete poverty. You won't believe this, but nowadays when I look back, those are my happiest years.

Not long ago, I caught myself experiencing a most incredible sensation. Leafing through a book on Hitler, I was touched by some of his portraits: they reminded me of my childhood. I grew up during the war; several members of my family perished in Hitler's concentration camps; but what were their deaths compared with the memories of a lost period in my life, a period that would never return?

Anyone who decides to leave his country forever has to resign himself never to see his family again.

Os seres perfeitos engendram quanto muito um único filho, e os melhores, como tu, decidem simplesmente não procriar. É um desastre. E eu passo o tempo sonhando com um universo em que o homem não viesse ao mundo para viver entre estranhos, mas sim entre os seus irmãos.

Prošlo je više vremena nego što su slutili. Mama je odložila maršalski štap svog materinstva i otišla u drugi svijet. Drugom prilikom, kada su s njom bili u šetnji, iznenadila ih je oluja. Držali su je pod ruku, svatko s jedne strane i doslovce su je morali nositi da je vjetar ne odnese; Karel je dirnut, osje?ao u rukama njenu neznatnu težinu, razumio je da njegova majka pripada kraljevstvu drugih bi?a: manjih, lakših i otpuhljivijih na vjetru.

That conversation with the taxi driver suddenly made clear to me the essence of the writer's occupation. We write books because our children aren't interested in us. We address ourselves to an anonymous world because our wives plug their ears when we speak to them.

How many ancient myths begin with the rescue of an abandoned child! If Polybus hadn't taken in the young Oedipus, Sophocles wouldn't have written his most beautiful tragedy!

We write books because our children aren't interested in us. We address ourselves to an anonymous world because our wives plug their ears when we speak to them.

Nunca fora ambiciosa por vaidade. Tudo o que queria era escapar ao mundo da mãe

Als een familie er niet in slaagt haar zwarte schaap te vernietigen, dan kleineert ze het met moederlijke toegeeflijkheid.

Teresa se avergonzó desde su infancia de que la madre hubiera ocupado los rasgos de su cara y confiscado su yo. Pero lo peor era que el antiguo imperativo ¡ama a tu padre y tu madre! La obligaba a estar de acuerdo con aquella ocupación y a llamar aquella agresión amor

De tr?dat îÈ›i poÈ›i tr?da p?rinÈ›ii, soÈ›ul, dragostea, È›ara, dar ce-È›i mai r?mâne de tr?dat atunci când nu mai ai nici p?rinÈ›i, nici soÈ›, nici dragoste, nici È›ar??

Pišemo knjige zato što se naša deca ne zanimaju za nas. Obra?amo se anonimnom svetu zato što naša žena zatvara uši kad joj se obra?amo.

If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?

The family, rather than the individual, has always been and remains today the basic building block of our society, though its hold has clearly been weakening—one of the most unfortunate consequences of the growth of government paternalism.

If I was in Sydney, I love the beach. Even though I'm incredibly pale, I put on these terribly long unattractive rashies, and people laugh at me. My kids laugh at me. But that's what I would do.

I love genealogical research. That's the reason I bought my first computer years ago to put my genealogy records on the computer. I've always enjoyed tracing family history.

I got married, going to become father soon, being No. 1 in the sport that I love with all my heart. I mean, it's pretty awesome.

The great tragedy of Alzheimer's disease, and the reason why we dread it, is that it leaves us with no defence, not even against those who love us.

There is that kind of happiness. There is the love and marriage and family kind of happiness, which is exceedingly boring to describe but nonetheless is important to have and dreadful not to have.

I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.