Quotes About Family

To most Americans, Peggy remains an enigmatic and nearly forgotten figure. Early historians depicted the former Philadelphia belle as a Loyalist whose fondness for British officer John Andre led her to corrupt Arnold's political views. By the early twentieth century, members of her family attempted to correct that view.

Unchecked expressions of anger often lead to our making negative statements that communicate to our children that we think they are unlovable.

Our children give us the opportunity to become the parents we always wish we had.

I wanted to travel with my dad to be close to him again. Having babies and raising my own family took so much of my time, I didn't have a chance to be with him very often.

My dear sister... His dear sister. Those words - how oddly they affected me

We bastards are not to blame for any of it.

It was odd how often this happened, Ginger and Mimi retaining different slivers of family memory. It was almost as if the recollections had been split down the middle and doled out: you get this, I get that, so no one would be privy to it all.

As she watched, she realized a kind of force field kept her parents together so that even as they fought, they were two halves of a whole. They were joined not only by the laws of marriage and the passage of time and the parenting of a child but by an invisible yet unbreakable bond that held them together even as they struggled to be apart.

She loved them both, of course, but they weren't nearly as interesting as any one thing she might be doing on any day. Her life was the song. Her parents were background music.

Fabulous Aunt Fancy had died on her sixtieth birthday while parachuting from an airplane.

question. "I don't know. I like Boston. And I like being close to my mom." "And your sisters." Arden hesitated. This was officially a first date

How odd it was, Eleanor thought, to have grown children who've become people you don't really know.

But I kind of think people marry the wrong people to get the right children.

Trevor Black was relaxed, easy in his body, present but not pressing. Zack always came on strong—the blazing smile, the hearty greeting. Trevor's hand was a bridge, not a rope to jerk her into Zack's realm. She lightly touched his palm, and her heart leapt in her chest. Oh, good. She was physically attracted to some random young guy right in front of her children. Nice.

Perhaps every family is odd.

This sister thing, Marina thought, is as complicated and incomprehensible as particle physics.

The family had computers all over the house.

Perhaps every family is odd." "You can't build a straight house out of crooked wood, but you can build a very cozy crooked house

Does every woman at some point in her life wander through the sleeping house, looking in at her husband and children, and wonder what she's doing here, in this particular life?

having children seems to demand a completely different level of courage

How odd it was, Eleanor thought, to have grown children who've become people you don't really know. Or maybe it was this way only in her family.

I have particularly acute hearing, but Gran had obviously forgotten this fact.

Maybe she'd spoken of me to him but I was positive my grandmother had never mentioned tall-dark-and-snooty. I'd have remembered.

I'd hope Dad could talk her out of going along on her daughter's honeymoon. Somebody had to.