Quotes About Family

If you love somebody, you have to share this stuff in your head. If you are loved back, it is unconditional to receive. You have a massive life decision to make as to whether you want be in the life and family where all this drama happens, but of course, if love prevails, there is no decision to be made. I never asked if it was too much for Linda, and she never said so.

Divorce these days is a religious vow, as if the proper offspring of marriage.

Even divorce, she thought, cannot erase all the bonds forged by years of marriage. Long after the papers are signed, decrees notarized, the ties still remain. And the most powerful tie of all is written in a child's flesh and blood.

With every year that I grow older, I also draw closer to (my loved ones) to the day when we will once again be together. So I march through the deepening shadows, serene and unafraid, because I know that at the end of my journey they will be waiting for me.

When there is no family, what else is there to fight for? I was blinded with obsession, for something that could never fill me. I lost everything that mattered.

I prayed in my heart for a real father, since the one I had been given was a failure to me. That was my deepest wish, and my deepest sorrow.

Een man die zich haar vader noemde, maar zoiets deed een vader toch niet?

Voor het eerst in haar leven voelde ze een vleug pure haat opkomen, snel en schichtig, als een nog onbekende vijand die niet gezien wil worden en wegduikt in het struikgewas als je zijn kant op kijkt. Haat jegens de man die hun dit had aangedaan. Een man die zich haar vader noemde, maar zoiets deed een vader toch niet?

Once they had been equal in their separate freedoms. They had set out to have children as lightly as if they were playing house, and now her necessarily domestic life bored him, and she was bound to it in her body and imagination. This imbalance was fated, built into their biology.

La niña es un verdadero diablillo, que viene a acariciarme deseándome la muerte: "¡Cómo me gustaría que te murieras, mamaíta...!" La riñen, y me dice: "¡Pero si es para que vayas al cielo! ¿No dices que tenemos que morirnos para ir allá?" Y cuando está con estos arrebatos de amor, desea también la muerte a su padre».

On a visit to the Steinway showroom in New York, I saw Henry Steinway, the last member of the family to be connected with the company, take out a felt-tip pen and sign the painted metal frame of a piano for an enthusiastic customer. It was like watching a baseball player sign a ball, or an author his book, and seemed in keeping with our age of celebrity.

Honestly can't wait for CHRISTMAS.

Super excited for what the Junior Punks have in stored in the next 3 weeks! The family ain't ready

A stranger who is kind is a kinsman; an unkind kinsman is a stranger.

House is a place where you live in, but home is a place where you belong

Siblings are branches of a tree some stay close some go in different directions they fruit, grow bigger till they die and fall

All the blessings of a household come through the wife, therefore should her husband honour her.

[Of his son:] The boy is the most powerful of all the Hellenes; for the Hellenes are commanded by the Athenians, the Athenians by myself, myself by the boy's mother, and the mother by her boy.

King George V and Queen Mary had been inadequate parents. Both were shy, inhibited, inarticulate people, not given to displays of emotion or affection.

Prince Albert, or Bertie, as he was known in the family (his full names were Albert Frederick Arthur George), had been raised by nurses and tutors. His mother had played so little part in his upbringing that only after his nurse had suffered a nervous breakdown did she discover that the woman had not had a day off in over three years.

Queen Mary remained as remote from her sons as adults as she had from them as children. 'They were strangers to her emotionally,' wrote her Lady-in-Waiting, Lady Airlie, 'a nest of wild birds already spreading their wings and soaring beyond her horizon.

Once, at Fredensborg, when Prince Christopher cried out that he wished he were grown up, his mother, the sensible Queen Olga, rebuked him. 'Remember these years,' she said quietly, 'you will always think back on them as the happiest of your life.

Royal reaction to the British publication of the book was draconian. Crawfie had to leave her grace-and-favour cottage; her entry in Who's Who was withdrawn; her name was not even mentioned in officially authorized biographies such as John Wheeler-Bennett's King George VI or Dorothy Laird's Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother. She retired to Aberdeen from where, with extraordinary insensitivity, she pestered the family with frequent requests.

I've got two brothers and two sisters, so there's five of us and we're all very close, which is cool.