Quotes About Family

His biggest fear was that if and when he did find his missing daughter, she would no longer recognize who he had become in order to save her.

He swaggered over to my mother, and kissed her so long and slow that my own cheeks started to burn, because I was sure the neighbors would see. When he lifted his head, my mother's eyes were a color I had never seen before and don't think I have ever seen again.

I can't watch someone cook without helping. It's a genetic abnormality.

Most women like to have a few years to get to know themselves, before getting to know marriage and children." "But once you have a family, there's so much more you learn about yourself

Corazon smiled at him. You know how your mother keeps her Christmas card list? How she sends to people who send her one, and that list gets longer and longer every year? - Yeah, Jack muttered. I have to lick the damn stamps. -Watch your mouth, Cora reprimanded. See love's like that. Once you give it, even by accident, you're on that list forever.

courage wasn't something you were bequeathed at birth, and it wasn't a lack of fright. It was overcoming your fear, because the ones you love mattered more.

A level of a house, his father has told him, is called a story. Nathaniel likes that. It makes him feel like maybe he is living between the covers of a book himself. Like maybe everyone in every home is sure to get a happy ending.

I had to learn how to be a mother before I realized how lucky I am to be a child. And

like yours. That's because home isn't where you are. It's who you're with.

Your father used to say that being scared just meant you had something worth coming back to Queen Maureen said And he used to tell me he was scared all the time.

I realize then that we never have children, we receive them. And sometimes it's not for quite as long as we would have expected or hoped. But it is still far better than never having had those children at all.

Because you can always count on a book to stay the same . Everything changes when you least expect it, she replies, bitter. Families split apart, and nothing's forever. In books, you always know what's coming next. There are no surprises.

Your mama finds you like that, she's going to pitch a fit. The only way she'd find out is if you told her I'd come out here with you, and then she'd be too angry at you to yell at me. Guess we're partners in crime, then.

Kai aš buvau vaikas, mano mama man pasak?, kad aš esu mažas gabal?lis dangaus, kuris at?jo ? pasaul?, nes mama ir t?tis j? labai myl?jo! Tik v?liau aš supratau, jog tai nebuvo tiesa.

Look at that," Michael said. "My daughter's an hour old and she's already sleeping with some guy.

In the wild, a mother elephant and her daughter will stay together until one or the other dies.

Here's what I hadn't realized : the mother you haven't seen for almost 36 years isn't your mother. She is a stranger. Sharing DNA does not make you fast friends. This was not a joyous reunion. It was just awkward.

There was blood, so much blood that it painted his face and stained his hair. There was blood, so much blood that several moments passed before I recognized my father.

I'm telling you, if aliens landed on earth today and took a good hard look at why babies get born, they'd conclude that most people have children by accident, or because they drink too much on a certain night, or because birth control isn't one hundred percent, or for a thousand other reasons that really aren't very flattering.

I was living alone before, Campbell, if that's what you're asking. She looks at me over the edge of her wine glass. How about you? I have six wives, fifteen children, and an assortment of sheep. Her lips curve. People like you always make me feel like I'm underachieving.

I used to wonder about the fake pictures that came in frames you buy at the store—ladies with smooth brown hair and show-me smiles, grapefruit-headed babies on their sibling's knees—people who in real life probably were strangers brought together by a talent scout to be a phony family. Maybe it's not so different from real photos, after all.

Why didn't you tell me? Delia says, stung. Why don't any of us tell you anything? I respond. We love you.

I had become a bridge between the natural world and the human one. I fit into both places and belonged to neither. Half of my heart lived with the wild wolves, the other half lived with my family. In case you cannot do the math: no one can survive with half a heart.

When the matriarch is gone, so is the herd's collective memory.