Quotes About Family

In my mind, I picture us at our same kitchen table, in our same comfortable house, passing quiet words of truth. Georgia, this is a love letter. Everything I do is a love letter addressed to you.

Is motherhood really optional when you're a perfectly normal woman married to a perfectly normal man?

what loss has taught me of love. Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied.

But with my mother and Celestial, I was actually split down the middle. Olive brought me into this world and trained me up to be the man I recognized as myself. But Celestial was the portal to the rest of my life, the shiny door to the next level.

I was at the BP station, filling up my daddy's Chrysler with gas, when I finally heard what I think was my mama's voice in my ear. Any fool can up and go. Whenever she started saying what "any fool" could do, she followed up with how a "real man" would handle the problem

a man who is a father to a daughter is different from one who is a father to a son. One is the left shoe and the other is the right. They are the same but not interchangeable.

While her mother was a gravity-defying soprano, she is a scotch-and-Marlboros alto. Even when she was a little girl, her voice was like the middle of the night.

Your father has promised to sponsor your education," she said. "That's the best he can do. Bigamy is expensive.

What she had with my father was a sort of creeping love, the kind that sinks in before you know it and makes a family of you. She says that love like what she has with my father occurs on the God level, not of the world and not bound by the laws of the state of Georgia.

You would have been crazy for my ex-husband," Gwen told her once, as Willie Mae pulled the straightening comb, sizzling with grease. "Is he still available?" Mother chuckled and took a drag from her cigarette, catching the smoke with a damp towel. "He was available the whole time I was married to him.

Son," my father said, gripping the dessert spoon like a pitchfork. "I have one thing to say to you, as a black man: Roy is a hostage of the state. He is a victim of America. The least you could do is unhand his wife when he gets back.

But home isn't where you land; home is where you launch. You can't pick your home any more than you can choose your family.

Somewhere it is written that your sins fall on your parents, mostly on your mother,

It matters that I didn't grow up with my father. It's kind of like having one leg that's a half inch shorter than the other. You can walk, but there will be a dip.

After a few miles, the hearse led the small processional down a bumpy, unpaved road. The jostling unlocked something in Roy Senior, who said, "I love Olive in ways

You could marry somebody else." I hardly got the words out. "It's legal." "When I want somebody else, I'll find somebody else," Big Roy said. "But if all I want is a meal, then I'll cook.

I needed her to say that it didn't make a difference, that I was myself, not my gnarled family tree.

Casa tua non è il posto dove atterri ; è quello da cui decolli . Non è possibile scegliersi una casa, come non lo è scegliersi una famiglia. Nel poker ti toccano cinque carte. Tre le puoi scambiare, ma due te le devi tenere: la famiglia e la terra in cui sei nato.

home isn't where you land; home is where you launch. You can't pick your home any more than you can choose your family. In poker, you get five cards. Three of them you can swap out, but two are yours to keep: family and native land.

Our daughter needs to know things, she needs to know how fortunate she is. When I was her age . . .' My mother cut him off. 'Stop it, Franklin. This is how progress works. You have it better than your daddy and I have it better than mine.

You cannot let this destroy you," he said. Finally Gloria showed up and gave me one of those "nerve pills" that all mothers stash in their pocketbooks. Long story short: I slept it off, whatever possessed me. I recovered and went to my opening at the Hammonds House the next day.

There is nothing like a Puerto Rican grandmother.

Should there be a son or a nephew or a cousin in the family who is capable and courageous enough to do all the work, then the other members need not disturb themselves, or save their money, or labor. For it has been shown by the gods that it is their intention that The Strong One must carry the burden." OLD CHINESE SAYING

But the people in the old country love their children. We have big families, and by the time a child is a year old he knows where he fits in the family and what he should do and what he shouldn't do. He knows his parents love him but that they're not going to stand for any nonsense and tantrums. So he is satisfied and feels safe. American children never feel safe." -The Listener