Quotes About Family

On jest moim bratem. Ale to nie moja wina.

Above me, my mother, Dara, stood upon a low balcony in her natural form, looking down at me in her awful power and beauty.

I bowed and blew her a kiss as I stepped forward into Amber, leaving her to clutch at rainbows as I caught hold of Random's shoulder and staggered.

Who'd have thought the son of a bitch would reproduce?

It was a splendid and cryptic old family heirloom which belonged right where it was, in the cellar.

Despite our major hatreds and petty animosities, we Amberites are a family-conscious bunch, always eager for news of one another, desirous to know everyone's position in the changing picture. A pause for gossip has doubtless stayed a few death blows among us. I sometimes think of us as a gang of mean little old ladies in a combination rest home and obstacle course.

The photographs had made him aware how much the street and the buildings meant to him. Like an extended family that he'd taken for granted and ignored, assuming it would always be there. But buildings and roads and spaces were as fragile as human beings, you had to cherish them while you had them.

Narayan explained how they had spent the morning, and Dukhi laughed to hear it. the entire episode made Radha furious. Why must you torment the boy? There is no need to make my Om do such dirty work....How will he appreciate what he has if he does not learn what his forefathers did? Once a week he will come with me! Whether he likes it or not!

this was an outstanding family subject in our real life.

Haunted by the unhappiness that appeared like an ugly creature to live in their home

Daughter-in-law is just a word. Call her anything you like. The hand of good fortune is not fussy about words.

Rohinton Mistry

The measurement of mourning: eighteen months for mourning a father, a mother.

Only the Mother can regret: to be depressed, it is said, is to resemble the Mother as I imagine her regretting me eternally

I could read my nonexistence in the clothes my mother had worn before I can remember her.

No habría familias si no hubiera algunas exitosas!)

Since both Eliza and Angelica were pregnant, sister Peggy crept downstairs to retrieve the endangered child. The leader of the raiding party barred her way with a musket. "Wench, wench! Where is your master?" he demanded. "Gone to alarm the town," the coolheaded Peggy said. The intruder, fearing that Schuyler would return with troops, fled in alarm.

It was probably at this point that a pregnant Eliza first smiled and shook hands with her husband's future executioner.

Reared with Methodist modesty, he could never admit nakedly to the true depth of his ambition. In this way, he was strictly Hannah Grant's son, not Jesse's. Ethical and honorable, he wanted to receive jobs based squarely on his merits, a faith he held so unalterably he called it "one of my superstitions.

As his life steadily unraveled, he pawned his gold watch and chain for $20 on December 23, 1857, to purchase Christmas presents for his children—perhaps the symbolic nadir of his life.

He would smile at times, but I never heard him laugh aloud," said Louisa Boggs. "He was a sad man . . . he seemed almost in despair."124 Grant seemed to be staring into an abyss. "I don't think he saw a light ahead—not a particle. I don't think he had any ambition further than to educate and take care of his family.

Rawlins was soon sidetracked from the war effort, however, by word from his wife, Emily, staying with her family in Goshen, New York, that she suffered from consumption; Rawlins would shortly leave to join her.

My family is American, Ulysses later declared proudly, and has been for generations, in all its branches, direct and collateral.

It never seemed to dawn on her to encourage her children to have a good time.