Quotes About Family

Would you?" Mom smiles and touches my hair, pushing it back from my forehead. I let her, but I grit my teeth. Her bare fingers brush my skin. I am thankful when none of my amulets crack. "Do you know what the Turkish say about coffee? It should be black as hell, strong as death, and sweet as love. Isn't that beautiful? My grandfather told me that when I was a little girl, and I never forgot it. Unfortunately, I still like my milk.

You sure you want to cross me?" In that moment she's her father's daughter.

It's okay," he informs me. "Your grandfather is teaching me how to play poker." If I know Grandad, that means what he'll really be teaching Sam is how to cheat.

That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.

Really it was a pretty good talk. About the best I could expect from my sociopath amnesiac jerk of an older brother.

Sometimes it's easier to be mad at the people close to us," Vivi said, "than to be mad at the people who deserve it.

You can always count on your family to love you. And to betray you. And then to feel guilty about it.

That's family for you. Can't live with them; can't murder them. Unless Barron rats me out to Yulikova. Then I really might.

Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they ate their cereal, cried while they watched cartoons, and cried themselves to sleep at night, huddled together in Tana's little bed. 'Make her stop' Pearl said, but Tana couldn't.

In general, her family wasn't very good at talking about important stuff. And of all of them, she was the least good at it. When she tried, it felt like all the chains on all her imagined safes and trunks started rattling

In the dream, Tana's mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.

I roll my eyes, and he gives me a quick grin. And my heart hurts a little because we are all together and safe, and it wasn't something I'd known how to want. And Cardan looks a little shy in the face of all this happiness

Love was a family religion, passed down to her when she'd been too young to protect herself from belief.

Mom" I say "Oh honey" she says "The doctor wants to see you to make sure you don't have the same thing that killed your brother. " She turns to Ms.Logan who looks scandalized by the whole encounter. "These things can run in famalies" she confides. "Your afraid I'm going to come down with a bad case of getting two in the chest?" I say "cause you might be right about that running in families.

Prince Oak, heir to Elfhame. Son of the traitorous Grand General and brother to the mortal High Queen. Oak, to whom I was once promised in marriage. Who had once been my friend, although he doesn't seem to remember it.

Your family is badass," Sam says. "They set a high bar of badassery.

This is weakness, to put fear above ambition, above family, above love, but it feels good. It feels like being powerful.

She shrieked and shrieked for her mother, but her mother was already there. Her mother was the monster.

She'd known he'd understand. Brothers and sisters had their own language, their own shorthand. She was glad to be able to share the weird, ridiculous impossibleness of it with the only person who knew all the same stories, with the person who'd made those stories in the first place. (pg. 117)

They taught you a lot of things, your family,' I say. The sleight of hand, the wall climbing, the swordsmanship. 'Not to die,' he says. 'That's what they attempted to teach me, anyway. Not to die.' Considering how often he throws himself directly into the path of danger, I do not think they taught him well enough.

To family and Faerieland and pizza and stories and new beginnings and scheming great schemes. I can toast to that.

By the time dad died, the junk was so piled up that there were tunnels instead of rooms.

No, I cannot see myself serving Balekin.

I guess it's true; no one will ever love you like your family.