Quotes About Family

Buster was Rant was Buddy. Chester was Chet was Dad. Irene was Mom was Reen. How folks lay claim to their loved ones is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.

Parents, they'll screw you up every time.

If the prodigal son had never left home, the fatted calf would still be alive.

And when they're old enough I'm going to tell my little girls that everybody looks a little crazy if you're looking close enough, and if, you can't look that close then you don't really love them. All the while life goes around. And if you keep waiting for somebody perfect you'll never find love, because it's how much you love them is what makes them perfect.

The fish is some­thing to make me set­tle in one place. Ac­cord­ing to church colony doc­trine, it's why men mar­ry wom­en and why wom­en have chil­dren. It's some­thing to live your life around.

The people who really, actually loved us, they'd beg us to go. To fulfill our dreams. Practice our craft. And they would love us when we all came back.

Your being born make your parents God. You owe them your life, and they can control you. Then puberty makes you Satan just because you want something better.

If you're male and you're Christian and living in America, your father is your model for God. And if you never know your father, if your father bails out or dies or is never at home, what do you believe about God?

Imagine there is no God. There is no Heaven or Hell. There is only your son and his son and his son, and the world you leave for them.

your folks are like God because you want to know they're out there and you want them to approve of your life, still you only call them when you're in crisis and need something.

Yeah, parents will always fuck you up.

Making all effort resist absorption into American cult of the individual, traditional method entrenched oligarchy so maintain own power: Fracture citizen isolated into different religion, different race, different family. Label as rich cultural diversity. Cleave as unique until each citizen stand alone. Until each vote invested no value. Single citizen celebrated as special-in actual, remaining no power.

It's one thing for my parents to behave all secular humanist and gamble with their own eternal souls; however it's altogether not all right that they also gambled with mine: They placed their bets with such self-rightous bravado, but I'm the one who lost.

If the prodigal son had never left home, the fattened calf would still be alive.

The truth is, every son raised by a single mom is pretty much born married. I don't know, but until your mom dies it seems like all the other women in your life can never be more than just your mistress.

Every family has its scriptures, but most can't articulate them

Sen de en az bir araba kadar ürünsün. Bir ürünün, ürününün, ürünü. Arabalar? dizayn eden adamlar da birer ürün. Senin ailen bir ürün. Onlar?n ailesi de birer üründü. ÖÄŸretmenlerin, ürün. Kilisedeki papaz, baÅŸka bir ürün.

In the modern Oedipal story, it's the mother who kills the father and then takes the son.

Jump back twenty years to the white house where I grew up with my father shooting super-8 movies of my brother and me running around the yard. Jump to present time with my folks sitting on lawn chairs at night, and watching these same super-8 movies projected on the white side of the same white house, twenty years later.

but my mom's going to hate being hated. she's a skinny beautiful lady with perfect hair; she's just not equipped to deal with hate.

Gdy siedzÄ™ w korku, serce bije mi z normalnÄ… szybkoÅ›ciÄ…. Nie jestem sam. UtknÄ…wszy tam, mogÄ™ uchodzi? za normalnego czÅ'owieka, który wraca do ?ony i dzieci, który ma dom. MogÄ™ udawa?, ?e moje ?ycie jest czymÅ› wiÄ™cej ni? tylko czekaniem na kolejnÄ… katastrofÄ™. Å»e wiem, jak funkcjonowa?. Tak samo, jak dzieci bawiÄ… siÄ™ w dom.

No man is an adult while his parents are alive. Until they die he is merely a performance to either please or punish them.

Love is a skill you learn. Like house-training a dog. Maybe a talent you do or do not build up. Like a muscle. And if you can't learn yourself to love blood family, than you'll never truly love. Not nobody.

Every age brought its specific terror. As a boy, Felix had lain awake, afraid the house would burn down. As a youth, he'd dreaded bullies. Later, it was conscription into the army. Or the fear of not learning a trade. Or never finding a wife. After school, his career. After his son was born, he feared everything. His secret dream was to face down such a horror that it would leave him inoculated. He'd never suffer fear of anything, ever again. These