Quotes About Family

Eût-il vécu, mon père se fût couché sur moi de tout son long et m'eût écrasé.

Nu exist? tat? bun, asta e regul?; nu trebuie învinuiÈ›i b?rbaÈ›ii, ci instituÈ›ia paternit??ii care e putred?. S? faci copii e foarte bine; s? ai îns? copii: ce nedreptate!

At the age of twenty, without experience or advice, my mother was torn between two moribund creatures. Her marriage of convenience found its truth in sickness and mourning... Upon the death of my father, Anne-Marie and I awoke from a common nightmare. I got better. But we were both victims of a misunderstanding: she returned lovingly to the child she had never left; I regained consciousness in the lap of a stranger.

Women should have as many children as possible

I know family comes first, but shouldn't that mean after breakfast?

Dex," she said. "Are you all right?" "I'll be fine, Sis," I said, feeling somewhat light-headed, "if you'll just turn off that horrible music.

So you're not going to die, are you? she [Astor] asked politely. Not yet, I said. Not until after you do your homework. She nodded, glanced toward the kitchen, and said, I hate math. Then she wandered away down the hall, presumably to hate math at closer range.

It didn't seem like Sergeant Doakes would give up before my conversion to a beer-bellied sofa ornament was complete, and I could see nothing else to do except play kick the can and hangman with Cody and Astor, performing outrageously theatrical good-bye kisses with Rita afterward for the benefit of my stalker.

Arabelle," Debs was saying. "Arabelle, please listen to me." Arabelle was not listening, and I didn't think my sister's vocal tone of combined anger and authority was well calculated to win over anyone—especially not someone who looked like she had been sent over from a casting office to play the part of a cleaning woman with no green card.

So I wanted to make you a nice French meal," she said. "Coq au vin." She said it with her best Bad French accent, caca van, and a very small lightbulb came on in my head. "Caca van?" I said, and I looked at Astor. She nodded. "Poop van," she said.

Special Agent Recht looked at me, then stared across the room to where Deborah was talking to the captain. "What a family," she said, and walked past me to rejoin her generic-looking partner. I thought of several very good comebacks that would have put her neatly in her place, but after all, her place was actually several rungs above mine on the food chain, so I just called out, "Have a nice day," to her back and headed out the door to my car.

But once again, Lily Anne proved that she saw things a little more clearly and shrewdly than her dunderheaded father. As I wrestled with all the concepts of foreclosure and moving and personal inconvenience, she cut right to the heart of the matter with an insight that was sharp and compelling. She bounced three times on her powerful little legs and said, "Da. Da da da." And for emphasis, she reached out and pulled on my earlobe. I

You're too young to go to the mall," Rita said. "And anyway—" "I'm almost twelve," Astor interrupted with a hiss, making "twelve" sound like an age so advanced that it required regular geriatric care.

Cody finally came out and sat next to me, and the two of us waited in silent camaraderie and watched as Rita and Astor changed shoes, shirts, shorts, hair scrunchies, and hats, fighting every step of the way. By the time they were finally ready, I was so exhausted just from watching them that I wasn't sure I could lift a paintbrush. But somehow, we all got into the car, and I drove us over to the new house.

What a lovely family you have, brother," he said. "Domestic perfection." "I still don't know why you're here," I said. "Don't you?" Brian said. "Wasn't I obvious?" "Painfully obvious," I said. "But not at all clear.

Deborah called the dispatcher and said, "I've got the Aldovar girl. I'm taking her home," and Samantha muttered, "Big whoopee-shit." Deborah just glanced at her with something that looked like a rictus but was probably supposed to be a reassuring smile, and then she put the car in gear, and I had a little over half an hour to sit in the backseat and picture my life splintering into a million decorative shards.

Dorothy was right. There's no place like home. It

And so, overcome by remorse and the beauty of all that, I should let her go," Alana purred. "Family and church and puppies and flowers—how lovely your world must be, Sergeant. But it's somewhat darker than that for the rest of us." She looked at Samantha. "Of course, it does have its moments.

Yes, I know, the blessed event," he said. "Into each life some domesticity must fall.

Cody and Astor exchanged another of their eloquent looks, in which no sound was made but a great deal was said. "Mom," Astor said, "we're playing with our new sister." She said it as if it were in quotation marks, so Rita couldn't possibly object. But Rita was an old hand at the game, and she shook her head.

You're home!" she said as she rushed through the front door. "Because I have some wonderful news, and I have to— Cody, don't just throw your jacket there; hang it up on the— Astor, for God's sake, don't slam the door like that. Here, take the baby," she said to me, thrusting Lily Anne in my direction and turning away again so rapidly that I had to lurch forward to grab the baby, spilling a quarter of a cup of coffee as I did. Rita

I heard the front door open and Rita hustled into the house, home from dropping the children at school. She went through the living room and into the kitchen making all the loud and distinct sounds of someone trying to be quiet.

All right," I said. "Where's Lily Anne?" "With Mom," Astor said, frowning deeper at my continuing interruption.

was at a loss. All right, then, it was clearly time to give up, accept my fate, throw myself on the mercy of the court, assume the role of Dexter, quiet family man and former Dark Avenger. Resign myself to the idea that I would never again feel the hard cool touch of the moonlight on my electrified nerve endings as I slid through the night like the avatar of cold, sharp steel.