Quotes About Family

ten or twelve men, especially between brothers and between fathers and sons; but the offspring of these unions are counted as the children of the man with whom a particular woman cohabited first.

He loved them deeply, but sometimes love becomes a power game between the ambitions that parents have for their children and the ambitions that children have for themselves.

When you're sorting yourself out, family are not often the ones you can turn to. They represent the place of departure and not the place of arrival.

the love which Kahu received from Koro Apirana was the sort that dropped off the edge of the table, like breadcrumbs after everybody else has had a big meal.

Niemcy przyjechali z Opatowa — rzeczywiÅ›cie wida? byÅ'o ludzi przed stajniÄ… — i, ju? apoplektyczny, popÄ™dziÅ', za nim ?ona, za nimi Fryderyk, który myÅ›laÅ' mo?e, ?e bÄ™dzie mógÅ' siÄ™ przyda?, znajÄ…c dobrze niemiecki.

Gdy w domu sÄ…siadów pokazujÄ… wam z nabo?eÅ"stwem sygnet prapradziadka, wolno pomyÅ›le?, ?e tera?niejszo?? tej rodziny musi by? pod zdechÅ'ym Azorem, skoro przeszÅ'o?? tak jej imponuje.

It is most difficult, in my mind, to separate any success, whether it be in your profession, your family, or as in my case, in basketball, from religion.

I don't think my parents liked me. They put a live teddy bear in my crib.

Raised by two mothers...wow, most of us barely survive one

Am I my brother's keeper? Yes. Interestingly, in my case, I share that honor with the Prospect Park Zoo.

Inez: You always take the side of the help. That's why Daddy says you're a communist.

I was crushed when Mia's plan worked, and the judge shilled for her to make sure I would not get to see Dylan.

One of the saddest things of my life was that I was deprived of the years of raising Dylan and could only dream about showing her Manhattan and the joys of Paris and Rome.

She said, My whole life, I've never been anyone's top priority. I, who had been the top priority of a large, extended family, the apple of many loving eyes, tried to put myself in Soon-Yi's place and decided to make her my top priority. I decided I would dote on her, wait on her, spoil her, celebrate her, never deny her anything she wanted, and somehow try and make up for the horrific first twenty-two years of her life

Dylan was no longer seven but a grown woman of thirty-plus. Mind you, I have not been allowed to see her, speak to her, or correspond with her for twenty-three years. Everything she has heard about me since barely turning seven has been taught to her by Mia.

We eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner together almost every day. You'd think we'd have long run out of things to say, but as the weather changes all the time, we are never at a loss for conversation.

I already was supporting them generously by law, but if Mia was right about Satchel being the son of Frank Sinatra, then I was really being bilked.

But why must I be supervised? All it does is confirm to Satchel his father is to be feared, a threat. But I loved him and wanted to see him.

Then comes the stiff, unnatural awkward mess of a supervised visit. Meaning that instead of a father and son spending some nice time doing something together, there's always a third person right there to be sure I don't rape the poor kid.

Not long after the custody hearing Wilk died of a brain tumor, which was ironic as I was asked early on in the proceedings, by a magazine, if losing the custody of the children wasn't the worst thing that could happen to me, and I said no, the worst thing would be getting an inoperable brain tumor.

The children become pawns and are deprived of a loving parent, taught to fear and hate their father.

Mia was proud to advertise herself as a mom willing to adopt a child with cerebral palsy, but the dedication and work involved fell to the other kids.

Mom had five sisters, one more homelier than the next, with Mom arguably the homeliest of the swarm.

Thaddeus was the one she locked in the outdoor shed overnight. Is it surprising he committed suicide with a gun ten minutes from his mother's house?