Quotes About Family

Seek home for rest, for home is best.

With the Docking System, you tell the kids, "I have good news and bad news. The good news is that if you forget a chore, I'll do it for you. The bad news is that you're going to pay me for helping you out." Then tell them the exact amount they will have to pay you.

As children grow older, the care of parents grows greater. They are afraid of their children falling when young, and of worse than falls when they are older.

Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?

Mrs. Bluebird, like most mothers, is altogether too busy to spend much time taking care of her clothes; and fine clothes need a lot of care

The growing children are misshapen by those parents who were in various ways warped by the blindness, ignorance, and passions of their own parents; and one's own errors impoverish and cripple one's children? Such is the endless chain of the generations?

Each new child that's born to the Antrobuses seems to them to be sufficient reason for the whole universe's being set in motion; and each new child that dies seems to them to have been spared a whole world of sorrow, and what the end of it will be is still very much an open question.

I'll be scalded and tarred if a man can't get a little welcome when he comes home. Well, Maggie, you old gunny-sack, how's the broken down old weather hen?—Sabina, old fishbait, old skunkpot.—And the children,—how've the little smellers been?

There is great comfort in knowing that those who love you love you enough to take the responsibility for marking out the permissible.

children are a thing only a parent can stand

Emily: But just for a moment now we're all together. Mama, just for a moment we're all happy. Let's really look at one another... I can't. I can't go on. It goes so fast. We don't have time to look at one another.

I didn't marry you because you were perfect. I didn't even marry you because I loved you. I married you because you gave me a promise. That promise made up for your faults. And the promise I gave you made up for mine. Two imperfect people got married and it was the promise that made the marriage. And when our children were growing up, it wasn't a house that protected them; and it wasn't our love that protected them--it was that promise.

And a mother without children is not a mother at all, and if I am not a mother, than I am nothing. Nothing. I am like sugar dissolved in a glass of water. Or, I am like salt, which disappears when you cook with it. I am salt. Without my children, I cease to exist.

I will carry you upon my shoulders, my son And climb the tallest mountain So you can behold all the fruit Of our alive and green valley.

Out of our love, we had stitched together our baby. It was the oldest story in the world; it was the newest. Every single thing I had lost in my own life, every motherless moment, I would make up for with my own child. I was laughing-crying at the miracle of this, at this second chance to take this crooked world in my hands and set it correct.

The body is wise. It often knows more - and sooner - than our brains do. Every family, every home in India seemed to have its own saga of melodrama and heartache.

Perhaps it is that, right now, she needs a man to help her navigate these murky waters that her thoughtless granddaughter has led them both into. Or perhaps it is that time doesn't heal wounds at all, perhaps that is the biggest lie of them all,

She thought of Mohan, standing at his lonely post outside the airport until her plane took off. Waiting, along with thousands of others, all of them choosing to do the hard, inconvenient thing. Why? Because that's what you did for your loved ones.

And yet, despite the daily violence, Tehmina had marveled at the intimate way in which this tiny family huddled together around a small stove for their evening meals, had witnessed Parvati laughing as she lovingly combed her daughter's long hair, had registered the panicked look in Krishna's eyes when Parvati had taken ill with typhoid fever. Reality was complicated; Themina knew that. India had taught her that lesson, over and over again.

Are you not sunk in the mires of a household?

Dedication   For my cousin, Kiysha Now you can stop asking me to put your name in a book!

The worst part about pregnancy would definitely have to be my nausea. I don't know why it's just called morning sickness because morning sickness never just happened in the morning for me and it's not happening just in the morning for my sister.

didn't leave you," he said finally. "What?" "Your mom never said anything?" "No," she said, her voice cracking, pleading. "What happened?" "I didn't leave you." Confusion flooded her face. "I would never have left you. It was…your mom. She sent me away.

My mom told me. And you were young and scared and trying to be tough—and I promised you that you'd never go back. I promised. And she sent you back." She gulped dryly. "Shane, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything I said yesterday. I'm sorry for blaming you for all these years. For hating you. I hated you so much.