Quotes About Family

Since I travel so much, it's always great to be home. There's nothing like getting to raid my own refrigerator at two in the morning.

Come Christmas Eve, we usually go to my mom and dad's. Everybody brings one gift and then we play that game when we all steal it from each other. Some are really cool, others are useful and some are a bit out there.

Life goes by really fast, and it seems that there are times when you're burying a lot of friends and family. And then there are times that feel really precious and everybody is doing okay. This is one of those times.

Babies don't need fathers, but mothers do. Someone who is taking care of a baby needs to be taken care of.

Then the children went to bed, or at least went upstairs, and the men joined the women for a cigarette on the porch, absently picking ticks engorged like grapes off the sleeping dogs. And when the men kissed the women good night, and their weekend whiskers scratched the women's cheeks, the women did not think shave, they thought stay .

I think that Fred felt that loved ones in heaven do help those they left behind. He once told me, 'I think of my mother and my dad, and they're both in heaven and have been for a long time, and I know that they still love me and they help me. I have friends who are in heaven, and I know that they inspire me to do all kinds of things in this life.

Amy, this may sound like a cop-out, but I watch so little television," he apologized and then added firmly, "and I don't mean to be elitist about that. There are members of my family who watch a lot of television and get a lot from it. But I would much rather read.

Stop throwing your football at the ceiling. I hate you." Most of the time he loved living above his sister in the

Shane! Shane! You must keep the boy from eating any more! You have no idea what will happen!" Collin was face to face with Martin's father then, and they both heard Martin say, "You stay away from my eats, little man, or I will end you!" "You need to put that down, Martin, or you will never fit through another door!

Now go bring back someone's head on the front of your Lexus for Mommy, okay?" Ellery's mother to him

We're doing it because he's trying to look like a respectable member of the family and not the fucking mafia,' Dex snapped. He grimaced at Ethan. 'Sorry, man, but seriously--this is some fuckin' suit.' Ethan looked at himself and his spiffy shiny cuffs and sighed. 'I was going for grown-up,' he confessed. Kane was the one who said it. 'Well, what you got was connected, but that's okay, right? Because, you know, better a hired killer than a porn star.'

Jared's lips quirked up. "Are you sure Benji won't greet me in the morning with a shotgun?" "Not if you make him french toast. He'll totally sell me out for someone who cooks.

Some nice lady came over here with food for us all. She claimed to be your mother. I don't believe it--you're an asshole, and she's good people.

This house was made for family members to come inside and love each other.

Cheever started rocking back and forth, shaking, and Cambridge made an unhappy little sound. "Oh, son. Pain makes you selfish, did you not know that?

God, my son was wounded as he fought forces beyond his control. He's a good boy, and he works hard to do what's right, and we love him very much. We ask that you care for him, and heal his wounds if it is your will, and care for his soul if it is not. May the one who blessed our ancestors, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel, and Leah, bless and heal Ellery Joseph Cramer.

No," Sammy said, shrugging. "It makes sense. Cierra has two moms, so it's got to balance somewhere. I'm sorry you can't eat dinner with us.

He'd been there as the brothers had grieved, had seen the damage wreaked on someone who should have been young and beautiful, but who instead had wasted in the poison of his parents' garden.

Set the table. The vegetables are overdone. The chicken's dry. Dinner is ruined. Let's eat.

Because you were saying them about somebody's son," he snarled. "Why not your own?

They'd perfected this maneuver with the birth of Nica's fifth child and Taylor's namesake, the irrepressible Princess T.

It's okay," he said quietly. "We break one or two every year. They were Mommy's—it's like she gives us a way to let her slip out of our minds.

And…." Oh! Kelly's boy was crying. Crying so hard he couldn't breathe. Crying so hard he could barely talk! Kelly's arms were sprained at the shoulders, because two guys had held them behind him and he'd struggled, oh, he'd struggled so fucking hard. Carefully he raised his hand to cup Seth's cheek and saw the bruises, then felt his stomach go cold. "Seth? Seth… mijo. What did you do?

I hope so. Watch Dane. Mom's going to go get some Kool-Aid for both of us." Mason would figure out later that Mom's Kool-Aid had a healthy dollop of vodka, but then, who could blame her at that point?