Quotes About Family

But for now my daughter and I stand shivering in front of the meat case. "I'm cold," she says. "Why can't we go? Why do we have to stand here?" There is some kind of meat I am supposed to buy. A kind of meat to go in a meat recipe. "We can go soon," I say. "Just wait. Let me think for a minute. You're not letting me think.

What would it be like to make it so late into life before trouble hit? To always have someone on the front porch, calling you to dinner?

Before I was born, they had traveled around the world together, and sometimes it seemed that they went away again and forgot me.

The reason to have a home is to keep certain people in and everyone else out. A home has a perimeter.

I told myself that some families we get without asking, while others we choose. And I chose those two. I think that's what you'd call a silver lining.

When I'm on my own, I can be negative. I need my friends and family around to help pick me up if I've had a bad qualifying session. I think insecurity plagues a lot of sportspeople.

I made a promise to my parents that I would rid the city of the evil that took their lives.

A father's love can be a terrible thing

I am aware, of course, that many men do hate the sight of their wife and children. Doctors even have a name for these people: 'anglers'.

Yes, it's true, you can only be as happy as your least happy child and they are a constant font of worry and stress.

I'm gonna be the best dad that ever lived. I'll have a ranch with a race car track and a golf course.

My dad served in the Air Force as ground crew for several years, and doesn't really talk about it. I know that it's there. I think my main thing about direct or indirect experiences as near to home as it were is the idea of self-sacrifice really.

It followed that if a man was to maintain his position, the woman of the house could not be seen to go out to work. (One consequence of the need to preserve the appearance of prosperity on one income was that the husband and father figure was obliged to work longer and longer hours to earn the means to keep the family afloat, becoming in the process the distant, cold figure of caricature.)

When you have kids, you just love them. It's similar to when you're in love with someone. You just think they are so cool and want to be around them all the time, but what if she starts being embarrassed and only giving me charity visits? I want her to actually want to see me, so that's what I'm going for!

There's a really unique relationship between a single parent and their child. Marriages so easily break up. There's kind of this temporary deal about marriages. That's one of the things that makes it stressful, and that's something that's nonexistent in a parent-child relationship.

You can't have a happy family if you don't have a happy marriage.

Granny's eyes popped. 'You've got rabies? Oh dear.' She reached across the table and patted Mum's arm. 'Never mind, I've got some nice handcream upstairs.

can be very ungreat. 'And before you do any digging you can change the babies' nappies,' smiled Mum. 'Thank you,' I scowled. 'I'm just your slave really, aren't I?' 'Yes,' they answered. I turned round to find the twins and of course they'd vanished, hadn't they? They're always

Marriage is the mother of the world. It preserves kingdoms, and fills cities and churches, and heaven itself.

He that loves not his wife and children feeds a lioness at home, and broods a nest of sorrows.

No man can tell but he that loves his children, how many delicious accents make a man's heart dance in the pretty conversation of those dear pledges; their childishness, their stammering, their little angers, their innocence, their imperfections, their necessities, are so many little emanations of joy and comfort to him that delights in their persons and society.

Dad handed me his empty glass and patted my shoulder. "Abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul." Then he picked up his work gloves, shook off the dirt, and headed for the garage. "Wait!" I started to follow him but stopped when he didn't answer or even turn. "I guess that's a no." From that day on, Dad spoke in nothing but Bible verses. It was like living inside a sermon.

It was a little four-roomed cottage where the boy lived, and his mother—good soul!—gave us hot bacon for supper, and we ate it all—five pounds—and a jam tart afterwards, and two pots of tea, and then we went to bed.

Everything has its drawbacks, as the man said when his mother-in-law died, and they came down upon him for the funeral expenses.