Quotes About Family

You're some freaky shit, my brother. You really are.

It's in your father's volume. Xcor is the blooded son of the Black Dagger Brother Hharm. Just as you are." Tohr

I never could have done that last one without you. Her voice was both shy and lovely. You know ... my birth sire? He never did anything like that for me. He never ... he didn't even want me to go to the clinic. You know, even though I was hurt... She cleared her throat. So thank you. You're the best father ever.

Mi dispiace…» «No.» Beth scosse la testa con decisione. «No, non ci dispiace. Abbiamo la nostra famiglia e siamo molto, molto fortunati. Non ci dispiace.» Fu allora che Wrath si mise a piangere;

Trez went over and lifted the lid. After a deep inhale, he glanced over with a smile. "My brother is a helluva cook." Sure was, John thought. Although with Shadows you always had to wonder what the protein was. Rumor had it they liked to eat their enemies. The

Because you just turned a gun on their mahmen!" Next

The Brotherhood and the Band of Bastards had to go try and make peace. And he had to go look his brother in the face. —

Xcor swallowed through a tight throat. "You…are my brother?" And yet was confirmation truly needed? Tohrment was right, those eyes…were the same shape and color as his own. "I am," Tohr affirmed roughly. "I am your blooded kin." All

They massacred the servants before killing my parents. I saw it all through a knothole in the wood. As I said, my eyes were better back then.

Cristo, il fato ci sapeva fare quando doveva darti una lezione, anche se ti accorgevi sempre troppo tardi di averne bisogno: aveva passato decisamente troppo tempo ripiegato su se stesso, a rimuginare sul suo difetto fisico e sulla delusione che rappresentava per la sua famiglia e per la società. Per un sacco di tempo era stato un casino ambulante, un groviglio inestricabile, e Blay, che gli voleva bene, era stato risucchiato nel vortice.

Both males took a deep breath. And then Wrath put his hand on top of Xcor's head, as if in benediction. Looking up, the King sought Layla out with his blind eyes. "You should be proud of your male. This is no small thing for a warrior." She brushed at her eyes. "Yes." Wrath

We are all products of our upbringings, Primale. The constructions that result from our choices are laid upon the foundation set by our parents and their parents before them. We are but the next level in the house or paver in the path.

Beth rolled her eyes, but inside, she didn't mind him being pushy at all. Her husband was going to take excellent care of her—whether or not she was carrying his child. And that was love right there.

Hharm lunged forth. "My son!" Without

he was ever alone now, set apart from those around him, separated by a divide he could see across but never cover. To be without family was a strange, unseeable prison, the bars of loneliness and rootlessness enclosing ever more tightly as years and experience accumulated, isolating a male such that he touched naught and naught touched him. Darius

They're your brothers," Rhage said in a grim voice. "And you need to save them because when you do, you save yourself. That's why you keep coming back here, even though you have a female of worth at home. You need to save your brothers… to save yourself." The Jackal rubbed his head like it hurt. "But they aren't my blood." "Blood is not required for that job description. Trust me.

You are the son other mothers may only wish for." "How can that possibly be true," he said softly. "How can it not." -Rehv's mother and Rehv

La familia, después de todo, era el bastón de la vida. El verdadero bastón de la vida.

La verdad esencial de la vida, tal como John estaba empezando a entrever, no era nada idealista, y se podía resumir en pocas palabras: siempre pasan cosas malas, mierdas, mierdas y más mierdas. Y pese a ello siempre sigues adelante. Mantienes a tus amigos, a tu familia y a tu amor con la mayor seguridad posible. Y cuando te derriban, te levantas y sigues luchando. Luchas incluso cuando ya no te queda esperanza en la victoria. Maldición, es verdad, no te rindes jamás.

In the midst of chaos and death, a new family had been forged. One that as chosen as opposed to an accident of biology—and for that reason, more abiding and enduring.

Love 'em or hate 'em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen.

I'd have laughed on camera if Mark had told me for the first time on camera," Fisher says. "It would have been like, 'Carrie, your dad isn't Eddie Fisher. Hitler is.' 

Mom, I don't care if you're dating the guy who picks up our garbage, as long as he's nice to you.

I'd love another kid like Nathan. Or maybe a little girl like you.