Quotes About Family

And I did not think that Darl would, that sits at the supper table with his eyes gone further than the food and the lamp, full of the land dug out of his skull and the holes filled with distance beyond the land.

O dia corria célere sobre suas cabeças, e as janelas esquálidas brilhavam e escurecia numa retrocessão espectral. Passou um carro, pela pista de areia lá fora, rosnando de esforço, e o som foi morrendo. Dilsey estava empertigada em seu banco, a mão pousada no joelho de Ben. Duas lágrimas desciam-lhe as faces murchas, entrando e saindo dasmil coruscações da imolação e da abnegação do tempo.

War and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy. His wife and children may be shoeless; someone will always buy him drink or weapons.

Kiss me, Bayard. No. You are Father's wife. And eight years older than you are. And your fourth cousin too. And I have black hair. Kiss me, Bayard.

And so at least we will all be together where we belong, since even if only he went there we would still have to be there too since the three of us are just illusions that he begot, and your illusions are a part of you like your bones and flesh and memory.

Folks don't go to wars for fun. A man don't leave his maw crying just for fun.

Babam?n insanlar uzun zaman ölü kalabilmeye haz?rlanmak için yaÅŸarlar dediÄŸi akl?ma geldi.

He turned doctor. One of his first patients was his wife. Possibly he kept her alive. At least, he enabled her to produce life, though he was fifty and she past forty when the son was born. That son grew to manhood among phantoms, and side by side with a ghost.

If we all but had twenty-four hours more to live, what would we do? And for nearly all, the answer was 'Spend it with the ones I love.

Each generation was a rehearsal of the one before, so that that family gradually formed the repetitive pattern of a Greek fret, interrupted only once in two centuries by a nine-year-old boy who had taken a look at his prospects, tied a string around his neck with a brick to the other end, and jumped from a footbridge into two feet of water. Courage aside, he had that family's tenacity of purpose, and drowned, a break in the pattern quickly obliterated by the calcimine of silence.

a dream long lost in the compulsive effort to fill space, to replicate some family image of self.

Freeside is Las Vegas and the hanging gardens of Babylon, an orbital Geneva and home to a family inbred and most carefully refined, the industrial clan of Tessier and Ashpool.

Unstuck her in time, day-sleeping in her bedroom. How old was she? Seven, seventeen, twenty-seven? Dusk or dawn? Couldn't tell by the light outside. Checked her phone. Evening. The house silent, her mother probably asleep. Out through the smell of her grandfather's fifty years of National Geographic, shelved in the hall.

Her mother was my wife, the Count roared, loudest of all. You pathetic excuse for am money-grubbing fool, you disgrace to the face of the world. And with a shriek of disgust he turned and was gone. Guilietta was beside Inigo then, so excited. Daddy likes you, she said.

Your father is dying. Drat! said the Prince, That means I shall have to get married.

Funny thing- Morgenstern's folk's were named Max and Valerie and his father was a doctor.

She does not get eaten by the sharks at this time," my father said. I looked up at him. "What?" "You looked like you were getting too involved and bothered so I thought I would let you relax.

Why was it worth so much of your life?" "Because I could not fail him again." "Fail who?" "My father.

I WANT DOMINGO MONTOYA YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Child; sweet child. I have a knife. I have my sword. I did not come across the world to lose you now. (Westley)

Necesito vuestro consejo —les interrumpió Buttercup—. ¿Qué puedo hacer para mejorar mi apariencia personal? —Empieza por bañarte —repuso su padre. —Y, de paso, hazte algo en ese pelo —le dijo su madre. —Excávate el territorio que llevas detrás de las orejas. —No te olvides de las rodillas.

En Mongolia perdió a sus padres. —Fezzik, hemos hecho por ti todo lo que hemos podido. Buena suerte —le dijeron, y se murieron.

Probabilmente sono troppo stanca» inventò Buttercup. «L'eccitazione e tutto il resto». «Riposati, allora» l'ammonì sua madre. «Quando sei troppo stanca ti succedono cose tremende. Ero troppo stanca la sera in cui tuo padre mi ha chiesto di sposarlo».

he could never quite figure out how he happened to sire his daughter, but he knew, deep down, that it must have been some kind of wonderful mistake, the nature of which he had no intention of investigating.