Quotes About Family

A father and his son are in a terrible car crash. The father is killed instantly—but the son survives, barely, his life hanging in the balance. He's rushed to the hospital and into surgery, but there's only one doctor there, and as soon as the doctor sees the boy, the doctor says, 'I can't operate on my own son!' How could this be, if the boy's father was killed in the crash?

A phrase the doctor used had reassured Mom—"treatable but not curable.

He remains for my family the perfect model of how you can be gone but ever present in the lives of people who loved you, in the same way that your favorite books stay with you for your entire life, no matter how long it's been since you turned the last page.

You can die now, with three healthy children, your husband of almost fifty years alive and well, and five grandchildren whom you love and who love you, all well, all happy'—well, I think Mom would have thought that wasn't a bad deal.

A Thousand Splendid Suns, the new book by Khaled Hosseini, author of The Kite Runner.

remains for my family the perfect model of how you can be gone but ever present in the lives of people who loved you, in the same way that your favorite books stay with you for your entire life, no matter how long it's been since you turned the last page.

Usually, Mom popped right up after that [chemo] and gathered her things, and we were on our way. Today she remained in the chair. "Are you okay, Mom?" I asked. She looked very tired. "I am feeling a little sad. I know there's a life everlasting - but I wanted to do so much more here.

I realized then that for all of us, part of the process of Mom's dying was mourning not just her death but also the death of our dreams of things to come. You don't really lose the person who has been; you have all those memories.

even the stay-at-home mothers subjected their kids to a kind of benign neglect back then.

Marilynne Robinson's Gilead,

not. Both Mom and I had read it when it came out in 1999 and had recommended it to each other simultaneously. In

Almost all the earliest conversations I remember with my parents were about books:

The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch,

What I suddenly understood was that a thank-you note isn't the price you pay for receiving a gift, as so many children think it is, a kind of minimum tribute or toll, but an opportunity to count your blessings. And gratitude isn't what you give in exchange for something; it's what you feel when you are blessed—blessed to have family and friends who care about you, and who want to see you happy. Hence the joy from thanking.

When we confine animals for food, destroying their family and community connections, obliterating their connection with the earth and with their habitats, and thwarting their intelligent drives, we commit extreme violence against not only these creatures, but against the whole interconnected system of intelligence that supports them and that they serve.

My mom's discipline worked out perfectly. I wouldn't change a thing.

If you live in a good neighborhood, you drive home and there's a bank. There's grocery stores and big houses - but no motels. What that tells you psychologically is you protect your money and buy good things for your family to eat in your nice big house.

I was born and raised in East Los Angeles by a single mom who had three biological kids and adopted four more. I never met my dad.

I remember when I was 11, I told my mom, 'One day I'm going to buy you a house.' And she said, 'Boy, don't you be making promises you can't keep.' I was like: 'No, Ma, it's not a promise. I'm going to buy you a house one day.'

My mom's never been married. I've never even seen my mom kiss a dude.

Only solitary men know the full joys of frienship. Others have their family but to a solitary and an exile, his friends are everything.

Positive feelings come from being honest about yourself and accepting your personality, and physical characteristics, warts and all; and, from belonging to a family that accepts you without question.

General Arnold's affection for me is unbounded. He is the best of husbands. Peggy Shippen Arnold to her father, February 1786 Twenty-five

Before a day was over, Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss — sweeter this Than any other thing!