Quotes About Family

The production of children, the nurture of those born, and the daily life of men, of these matters woman is visibly the cause.

He who, having lost his parents or being abandoned, by them without ,just cause, gives himself to a ,man , is called a son self given.

Any man who, having a child or children he can't support, proceeds to have another should be sterilized at once.

My father was the funniest man I ever met. He made Redd Foxx look like an undertaker.

A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.

He thought of his wife, of his son, of his youth. He thought of life. He thought of death and then he thought of life again.

I knew that coming from a family with an unhealthy social origins, things would be harder for me. Nonetheless, in my heart, hope never died. However, over time, I had learned that trying never died either. Trying was one thing I always had to do more than others, because, in the self-proclaimed society of equals, we were made to be less equal than many of the families around us.

If your baby is "beautiful and perfect, never cries or fusses, sleeps on schedule and burps on demand, an angel all the time," you're the grandma.

For a moment, Emma thought she might have stepped inside the pages of one of the Christmas books she read to Zach or that maybe she'd shrunk until

boy. And somebody had to look out for them. "Tell me

Love isn't a burst o' trumpets and a flock o' doves descendin' out o' the heavens to roost on yer heads. Tis sharin' a cup o' tea by the hearth on a cold winter's night. 'Tis the look in yer husband's eyes when ye lay yer first child in his arms. Tis the ache in yer heart when ye watch the light in his eyes dim fer the last time, and know a part o' ye has gone out o' this world with him...

I had the best of both worlds when I was a kid. I'd spend a quiet week with my mum, then I'd go to my dad's property in the Adelaide Hills, where there were all these kids and animals running around.

We often hurt the ones we love, dear." Adam exhaled. "It's what I do best, Mrs. Polanski.

She talked about work; he talked about school. Carmella mentioned that she might be up for a promotion by the end of the year, and Adam said that Group, in the end, might work out after all. And during that whole time, they told each other everything except for the part that they didn't. Mother and son were as honest as two people lying to each other could be.

I feel like I'm a stay-at-home mom, which I was for the five years before this. She's absolutely been my focus. That's the choice I made. Desperate Housewives is perfect for me. I get to go back to work and still be able to take my daughter to school and pick her up.

My mom still lives in Denver and some of my brothers are still in the area, so I still have strong ties there.

Through the mechanism of carried shame and carried feelings, the unresolved pain of previous generations operates in families like an emotional debt. We either face it or we leverage our children with it.

Whenever a young person encounters trauma, they react to it and they also repeat it. Modeling has elements of identifying with the aggressor. In modeling, you don't resist the dysfunctional mores of your family—you reenact them. You see yourself as you were seen; you internalize bad behavior as normal.

Good parenting requires three elements: nurturing, limit setting, and guidance.

classed as having an avoidant dismissive attachment style. Paul lives behind walls because he grew up in a family where everyone lived behind walls, so what's the problem? Being emotionally shut down is normal to Paul. And if he lived alone, he'd be fine, but he isn't alone. He has a wife and a bunch of kids, all of whom need him.

Despite all of their flaws and difficulties, these men don't want to walk out on their own lives, leave their wives and children. They want to come home.

We all marry our unfinished business. We all marry our mothers and fathers. And in our closest relationships, we become our mothers and fathers.

My wife, the family therapist Belinda Berman

making a child into the family hero—the light all others depend upon—is a form of trauma.