Quotes About Family

It was hard for me to believe. When recess was over I sat in class and thought about it. My mother had a hole and my father had a dong that shot juice. How could they have things like that and walk around as if everything was normal, and talk about things, and then do it and not tell anybody?

Something had happened. The bath towels knew it, the bathtub and the toilet knew it. My father turned and walked out the door. He knew it. It was my last beating. From him.

I went over to see Marina two or three or four times a week. I knew as long as I could see the girl I would be all right…. Soon after, I got a letter from Fay. She and the child were living in a hippie commune in New Mexico. It was a nice place, she said. Marina would be able to breathe there. She enclosed a little drawing the girl had made for me.

Jim, did your father really blow his brains out because of your mother?" "Yeah. He was on the telephone. He told her he had a gun. He said, 'If you don't come back to me I'm going to kill myself. Will you come back to me?' And my mother said, 'No.' There was a shot and that was that." "What did your mother do?" "She hung up.

Daddy,' my mother asked, 'aren't we going to run out of gas?' No there's plenty of god-damned gas.' Where are we going?' I'm going to get some god-damed oranges!

The first thing I remember my grandmother saying was, "I will bury all of you!

My father didn't drive because he wanted to save gas. He needed the gas to drive to and from his invisible job.

the gift is having a daughter more gentle than you are, whose laughter is finer than yours.

To do things, simple things, to be part of family picnics, Christmas, the 4th of July, Labor Day, Mother's Day … was a man born just to endure those things and then die?

Jim, did your father really blow his brains out because of your mother? Yeah.He was on the telephone.He told her he had a gun.He said, If you don't come back to me I'm going to kill myself. Will you come back to me?´ And my mother said, No. There was a shot and that was that. What did your mother do? She hung up. All right, I'll see you tonight buddy.

I think I'm going to die," the old man said. "I don't want to die. I'm afraid to die …" "You've lived long enough, you old fart!" muttered my father.

one day the goldfish died, all five of them, they floated on the water, on their sides, their eyes still open, and when my father got home he threw them to the cat there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother smiled

Curtis was just a chip off old Franky only she had much better legs. Poor Franky didn't have any legs but he had a wonderful brain. In some other country he would have made

esse cara é legal. ele se matou e a seu pai, sua mãe, e à mulher, mas não atirou nos três filhos nem no cachorro. um dos melhores poetas desde Baudelaire

I felt that even the sun belonged to my father, that I had no right to it because it was shining upon my father's house. I was like his roses, something that belonged to him and not to me.

When you marry the woman you also marry her entire family.

My mother was reading the note. Soon I heard her crying. Then she was wailing. "Oh, my god! You've disgraced your father and myself! It's a disgrace! Suppose the neighbors find out? What will the neighbors think?" They never spoke to their neighbors.

My father didn't like people. He didn't like me. "Children should be seen and not heard," he told me.

It was a month or so later that Red's family moved. One day they were gone. Just like that.

Don't you want to be happy , Henry? asked my mother. You never smile. Smile and be happy. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, said my father. Be a man! Smile, Henry!

Tus padres no te dan mucho cariño, ¿verdad? -No me hace falta - dije. -Henry, todo el mundo necesita cariño. -Yo no necesito nada.

remembered how my father used to come home each night and talk about his job to my mother. The job talk began when he entered the door, continued over the dinner table, and ended in the bedroom where my father would scream "Lights Out!" at 8 p.m., so he could get his rest and his full strength for the job the next day. There was no other subject except the job.

Inside the settlement was a world of warmth, family, and familiar custom. But the world outside, as Thomas put it, was a maze of confusing actions and individuals fighting to maintain an existence in the shadow of change. And that was before the Europeans showed up.

Man could no longer be regarded as the Lord of Creation, a being apart from the rest of nature. He was merely the representative of one among many Families of the order Primates in the class Mammalia.