Quotes About Family

No matter our income, my family could not cough up the thorn embedded in our chests.

Almost daily, my mother demanded gratitude from me. Almost weekly, my mother said we moved here so I wouldn't have to suffer. Then she asked, "Why do you make yourself suffer?

Writing is a family trade like anything else: you are more entitled to the profession if your ancestors have already set up shop.

To my mother . . . I finally get it. This raising kids shit? Is hard. Thank you for not giving up. To my father . . . I miss you, and I hope you've found peace. And finally, to my son. You are a weird, amazing, hysterically funny, brilliant person who has flourished in spite of my awkward parenting skills. I can't wait to see where life takes you.

and in that single moment she felt as though she had seen into his soul and the very heart of the the love he bore for her and their children

I've learned that home isn't a place, it's a feeling.

what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted

The laws of the Islamic state would be derived first from the Koran. But since only about six hundred of its six thousand verses are concerned with law, and only about eighty of these deal directly with crime, punishments, contracts and family law, other sources also have to be consulted. The

Often the women are burned, so that the death can be passed off as an accident. The killer usually becomes a local hero: a man who has done what was necessary to clear his family name.

women had been sent back home, to manufacture male babies and avoid waste in household expenditures.

Rehab had been cursed indeed. There was no way Mohamed could have raised the money to buy his secret stash of gold without scrimping on his family. I imagined the lies he'd told, as he denied her every little luxury. Four years of privation: the punishment for having only a daughter.

if her husband and children are suffering from her absence or her preoccupation with politics, then this is not Islam." It

What kind of a life could one have, after all, if a family allowed itself to be torn apart-by war, by necessitous circumstances, or a wedge driven into the heart by a crises of trust?

Randoll burst through the blanket-door when he heard his lusty son, and his big miner's hand fluttered like a moth from the damp head of the babe to his wife's flushed cheek and back again, as if he didn't know which of them he most wanted to touch.

To the gnarled old imam, sending his daughters out of the home—to walk in the streets, even if veiled, to sit among strangers, even if all girls—was wicked. His

It was only then that I realized the distance between uncle and nephew wasn't nearly as great as I'd assumed.

Such laws can be even more humiliating for older women. A widowed grandmother, for example, may have to rely on the permission of a grandson if he is her closest male relative.

She'd been married at twelve, before her menarche, and had been pregnant or lactating ever since.

some half-dozen children running in the fields or about the wetus—fewer

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someone, walking in the white street, looked in at our window, he would have seen in the family tableau a simulacrum of domestic joy.

month—the money gives the women at least a small degree of discretion in spending and the prestige that comes from contributing to the family budget.

I think the seeds of my love were planted there, in the ground that my father's madness harrowed.

One day, I hope to go back. To my wife, to my girls, but also to the man of moral certainty that I was that day; that innocent man, who knew with such clear confidence exactly what it was that he was meant to do.