Quotes About Family

You never really get a chance to sit down with the people you love, unless you really make an effort to do it. It doesn't just happen naturally anymore.

Playing with my grandfather, grandmother and my parents, I came to music pretty naturally.

Art and activism seem to go together naturally, the idea being that if you're an entertainer, you can have a voice, and if you have a voice, you can make a difference. But if I were not an actress, I would still try to extend myself beyond my little micro-universe of my job, family and personal joy.

I started playing basketball when I was about three years old. After that, everything else just came naturally. I had older cousins that used to let me hang with them, so I got my toughness from them.

Naturally, everything boils down to relationships in my books.

Education was something my parents always put a lot of emphasis on. It was naturally in me, and my sister is equally driven. She is a paediatric endocrinologist.

Naturally, Brie and I bicker, like, every 10 minutes about everything in life.

I am a family person and also very emotional by nature.

Working at Disney makes you aware of the family image of the studio. There are no naughty words used on the set like there were on the all-male cast of 'Hogan's Heroes.'

Roldugin, who has been a friend of Putin since the 1970s, is said to be the person who introduced the Russian president to his former wife. He is the godfather of Putin's daughter Maria. These connections, rather than any evident business skill, allowed him to amass a tremendous fortune.

Lathrop applied for a patent on the technique in 1957. With the Army band playing, the military gave him a medal for his work and a $25,000 cash bonus, which he used to buy his family a Nash Rambler station wagon.

The state man's threat to steal her family enlivened her as if doused by ice water. The leaden fatigue of her despair evaporated. Something inside her unlocked.

I'll not have that talk at the table. He nodded and sipped coffee. He'd never fully comprehended what was allowed at the table and what was not.

The Tuckers were a good bunch with bad luck, same as a lot of hill families. You helped when you could, but he hoped he was clear of the Tuckers for good. Trouble came their way like sideways wind in winter.

Your salvation would be hollow if you don't help each other come home. Remember we are family, and families leave no one behind.

You can give me anything? he asked. Anything! Lucifer cried. Anything I ask for? Anything you desire! Can you give me love? Ammon asked him. Can you take away my sins? Can you give me salvation? Are you willing to die for me? Can you give me the love of my family and the love of my friends? Can you promise me anything besides what you have shown me here? Can you give me the love of my Father, or my older brother, Jehovah, the Christ?

This was how one should be welcomed home. With the happy cries of children and family, with the blessings of the natural world.

The Jedi cultivated a practice of nonattachment, which had always served them well. Few understood, though, that while specific, individual bonds such as romantic love or family were forbidden, the Jedi were not ashamed of compassion. All lives were precious, and when so many were lost in such a way, the Jedi felt the pain of it in the Force as well as in their own hearts.

The Jedi cultivated a practice of nonattachment, which had always served them well. Few understood, though, that while specific, individual bonds such as romantic love or family were forbidden, the Jedi were not ashamed of compassion. All lives were precious, and when so many were lost in such a way, the Jedi felt the pain of it in the Force as well as in their own hearts. At

Caleb came to his mother's side and helped her to her feet. Besides, if you rest, then I am free to make love to Jacqueline. Caleb! Jacqueline had been worried she would say the wrong thing. Instead, Caleb had put his foot in it. But obviously all the cliches she'd ever heard about Italian sons were true. He really could do no wrong, for Mrs. D'Angelo shook her finger at him--but she said indulgently, You are incorrigible. Ma, I'm just trying to get going on those grandchildren you want.

For as long as I could remember, I had always been the girl who had watched her father kill her mother.

Please come. I know my William is there somewhere, buried beneath the mountain of anger and disgust. My son is still there, but only lost. Please help me find him.

All the June Saturday afternoon Sam Pollit's children were on the lookout for him as they skated round the dirt sidewalks and seamed old asphalt of R Street and Reservoir Road that bounded the deep-grassed acres of Tohoga House, their home.

Tolstoy said that "each unhappy family is unhappy in a way of its own—