Quotes About Family

The most difficult part of the decision to marry Shilpa was the fact that she did not want to leave India.

She lifted the small stack of books from their wrappings, stroking the soft leather cover of the top one with a forefinger that trembled with delight. Jenny loved books with the same passion her brother reserved for horses.

For this reason shall a woman leave her father's house, and cleave unto her husband, and the two shall be one flesh.

It doesn't matter what happens; no matter where a child goes—how far or how long. Even if it's forever. You never lose them.

I want a son with you," he said huskily. "I want a houseful of children." Her eyes sketched his face. "Dark-haired little boys with green eyes…." He crushed her mouth under his, roughly, hungrily, possessively. "Don't tempt me," he said tightly. "I want you like hell." "I wouldn't stop you," she said softly. "Anything you want, Garet. Anything.

Matt was deeply touched that his estranged son would come to him for advice. He wasn't going to let it show, of course. A man had his pride.

College was an experience I'll always cherish. Now I fund a scholarship at my alma mater in my late father's name—he'd laugh to know that it's a science scholarship, when I can barely do math! I also fund a nursing scholarship at the Oglala Lakota College in Kyle, South Dakota, in the name of my mother, who was a nurse.

Jason looked down at her with smoldering eyes in a taciturn face. "You'll have to do something about Mumbles before we come back for Thanksgiving, Gracie," he told her quietly. "Kittie's allergic to cats.

There is a song, Noreen, he said tenderly. It was nominated for an Academy Award. I can't sing, enamorada, but the words say that when a man loves a woman, really loves her, he can see his unborn children in her eyes. - To my shame, I saw my sons in your eyes the day I found you in the kitchen at your aunt's house, he whispered, watching her face color. And I was married. What a living hell it was, to know such a sin and be unable to repent it. (Diana Palmer)

she'd marry George who was richer anyway…lies, all lies! "I want you to do your homework from now on," Powell told the child.

What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?

Don't interrupt,' one of the boys said. 'He'll lose his life.' Seeing it was a matter of life and death, Sophie and Michael backed toward the door. But Howl, quite unperturbed at killing his nephew, strode over to the wall and pulled the boxes up by the roots.

He scarcely saw his parents. When Christopher was small, he was terrified that he would meet Papa out walking in the Park one day and not recognize him.

Sorry I gave you a fright. Howl seemed more used to holding babies than Sophie was. He rocked Morgan soothingly and stared at him. Morgan stared, rather balefullt, back. My word, he's ugly Howl said. Chip off the old block Howl! said Sophie. But she did not sound angry.

Mother Very Easily Made Jam Sandwiches Under No Protest

You won't believe the amount of trouble we get because Howl keeps falling in love, Michael said, We've had law suits, suitors with challenges, fathers with cudgels, mothers with rolling pins. And aunts. Aunts are terrible, they go for you with hat pins.

You owe me. You roasted my father.

People kept coming up to her all day, saying, "Is it true what Nina says—you come from a broken home?" "Broken right in half," Polly replied to each one. "There's a hole in the middle where the garden is. You get rained on trying togo upstairs." (p. 154)

Lettie, as the second daughter, was never likely to come to much

My word, he's ugly!' Howl said. 'Chip off the old block.

it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of three. Everyone knows you are the one who will fail first, and worst, if the three of you set out to seek your fortunes.

She held one of her father's huge juicy pasties in one hand and munched it as she read. Crumbs kept falling on her book and she brushed them off with the pasty when they fell on the page she was reading.

I think it was then that it dawned on me that Mum wasn't going to notice Chris was missing. She has been made so that she thinks Chris is just round the corner all the time. She doesn't realise that she never sees him. I don't know why I didn't understand earlier. If Aunt Maria can turn Chris into a wolf, she's surely strong enough to do this to Mum- except that it seems a different kind of thing, much more natural and ordinary, and I didn't really think she could do both kinds.

I'd suffered many losses in recent years after my father mother uncle aunt and cousin had all passed away. In her final years my mother often lamented that there was no one alive who had known her as a girl and I was starting to understand how spooked she'd felt. I wasn't sure I could take any more abandonments. One succumbs so easily to mind spasms, worry spasms. [p. 95]