Quotes About Family

You're their little girl," Shane said. "You know, when I think about it, I'd feel the same way about my own daughter." "You would?" There was something deliciously warm about the fact that he wasn't afraid to say that to her. "So," she said, with an effort at being casual that was probably all too obvious. "You want to have a daughter, then?" He kissed the top of her head. "Hit the brakes, girl.

I know, not what you were expecting am I? Everybody says that. Including my own family.

I wonder if it was your father who made you think so little of yourself," Wolfe said, which was not at all what Jess expected. "Having met the man, I would believe it. But, Jess: don't believe what the demons whisper in the corners of your mind. We all have demons. You are not to be compared against any of the others, or against your own brother. You are yourself. And if I had not seen genius in you, I never would have kept you in the class. I don't coddle mediocrity.

Let houses burn, as long as you are together. Nothing else matters but love.

It's written in our DNA somewhere: our children first, the rest of the world second.

Let me find the strength to do this, he said. And let me be strong enough to protect them from what's coming.

But he was starting to realize that maybe he didn't really have a home, except with the people he loved.

He and his mother weren't close and never had been, really. In this, as in so much else in his life, Jess was alone

Touch my other son and die.

Good-bye, Da. Go to hell. I hope I'm not there waiting.

Our children are growing up very well." Santi laughed softly. "And I said you'd never make a good father

objectivity doesn't matter when you're talking about your own child.

Homeschooling is still a thing, isn't it?" And it would have been an easy answer, too. I'd considered it seriously, many times, but the paperwork took ages, and until recently we'd always been on the move. Besides, I want my kids to be socialized. To be part of the normal world.

This is what you wanted, I tell myself. You wanted Melvin to come for you. Now you just have to live long enough to be useful to your kids. Stay alive. I can't depend on Sam now. I can't depend on anyone but myself. All my life has been coming to this.

If I'm already dead to the people I love, I might as well die for them.

Michael, your my big brother.

You'll leave when your business is done here. It was not quite a question, but Jess treated it as one. I will, he said. I owe it to my father. And you owe me nothing. Jess looked away and fixed his gaze on the broad shape of the Lighthouse tower, where his friends had once held offices. I owe a lot of people a lot of things, he said and wasn't sure if was speaking for himself or his brother. No idea how I'll be able to pay all those debts.

The best is when we all go at once, like an army of interrelated popcorn zombies who laugh the same laughs and gasp the same gasps and aren't so germ-phobic with each other that we won't share a ginormous Coke with one straw. Family is useful like that.

She told me if I clean all the ashes out of the grate, then I'll be able to help my sisters get ready for the bal." "It's Christmas, Dashiel. Can't you give that atitude a rest?" "Merry Christmas, Dad. And thanks for the presents." "What presents?" "I'm sorry—those were all from Mom, weren't they?

He's not my step brother technically, so I think it's okay that I kissed him once.

I also feel fairly confident that the original Texaco Salvatore was a good family man, with perhaps a propensity for wearing his wife's panties and betting his kids' college money at the track, but otherwise a solid dude.

I'm mad at global warming for all the obvious reasons, but mostly I'm mad at it for ruining Christmas. This time of year is supposed to be about teeth-chattering, cold weather that necessitates coats, scarves, and mittens. Outside there should be see-your-breath air that offers the promise of sidewalks covered in snow, while inside, families drink hot chocolate by a roaring fire, huddled close together with their pets to keep warm.

I wondered what kind of monsters lurked in theaters to prey on people sitting by themselves because their brothers wouldn't get out of bed to take them to the movies.

and discover that family, like arsenic, works best in small doses . . . unless you prefer to die.