Quotes About Family

ALCESTIS Translated by Theodore Alois Buckley

O child. You are mine, though you do evil.

IPH. But how didst thou dare the terrible deeds in respect to your mother? OR. Let us be silent respecting my mother—'twas in avenging my father. IPH. And what was the reason for her slaying her husband? OR. Let go the subject of my mother. Nor is it pleasant for you to hear. IPH. I am silent. But Argos now looks up to thee.

How dreadful a thing, mother, is the enmity of relations, having means of reconciliation seldom to be brought about!

IPH. Thus much at least, does the wife of the unhappy man live? OR. She is no more. The son she brought forth, he slew her. IPH. O house all troubled! with what intent, then? [71] OR. Taking satisfaction on her for the death of his father. IPH. Alas! how well he executed an evil act of justice. [72] OR. But, though just, he hath not good fortune from the Gods.

I shall weep for you—not just one year but as long as life shall last. Yes, my love, forever. And I'll hate her who gave me birth, and curse my father. Their love was only words; but you, you gave me the most precious thing you had, to save my life. The loss—the loss of one like you— how can I not cry out in pain?

one of the sisters started shaving her legs and marrying tax inspectors, so she was no good.

As he started 'Whisky and Gin' and the cheering and the shrieking filled my senses, I thought of Mama, shattered by the war and Papa's death and I wished with all my heart that she could understand how it felt to be us that night - how it felt to be eighteen and unbeaten, eighteen and alive.

It was Christmas morning, and all was right with the world.

My unhealthy affection for my second daughter has waned. Now I despise all my seven children equally.

I took you out to dinner to warn you of charm. I warned you expressly and in great detail of the Flyte family. Charm is the great English blight. It does not exist outside these damp islands. It spots and kills anything it touches. It kills love; it kills art; I greatly fear, Charles, it has killed you.' [Anthony Blanche to Charles Ryder]

My father greeted me with his usual air of mild regret.

At night his most frequent recurring dream was of doing The Times crossword puzzle; his most disagreeable that he was reading a tedious book aloud to his family.

As my intimacy with his family grew, I became part of the world which he sought to escape; I became one of the bonds which held him.

I've usually found every Catholic family has one lapsed member, and it's often the nicest.

Mr. Schultz, you're jealous of whispering Glades. And why wouldn't I be seeing all that dough going on relations they've hated all their lives, while the pets who've loved them and stood by them , never asked no questions, never complained, rich or poor, sickness or health, get buried anyhow like animals?

We must go quickly before my sister gets back. Which are you ashamed of, her or me? I'm ashamed of myself, said Sebastian gravely. I'm not going to have you get mixed up with my family. They're so madly charming. All my life they've been taking thongs from me. If they once got hold of you with your charm, they'd make you their friend not mine, and I won't let them.

You must see the garden front and the fountain. He leaned forward and put the car into gear. It's where my family live. And even then, rapt in the vision, I felt, momentarily, like a wind stirring the tapestry, an ominous chill at the words he used--not That is my home, but It's where my family live.

You killed your grandfather, Erik?' 'Yes, did you not know? I thought it was well known. I was very young at the time and had taken a lot of sixty per cent. It was with a chopper.

And why wouldn't I be seeing all that dough going on relations they've hated all their lives, while the pets who've loved them and stood by them, never asked no questions, never complained, rich or poor, sickness or health, get buried anyhow like they was just animals?

He did not fail in love, but his lost his joy of it, for I was no longer part of his solitude. As my intimacy with his family grew, I became part of the world which he sought to escape; I became one of the bonds which held him.

Mummy and two attendant poets have three bad colds in the head, so I have come here. It is the feast of S. Nichodemus of Thyatira, who was martyred by having goatskin nailed to his pate, and is accordingly the patron of bald heads. Tell Collins, who I am sure will be bald before us. There are too many people here, but one, praise heaven! has an ear-trumpet, and that keeps me in good humor. And now I must try to catch a fish. It is too far to send it to you so I will keep the backbone…

Did you have a little talk with mummy?' 'Yes.' 'Have you gone over to her side?' The day before I would have said: 'There aren't two sides'; that day I said, 'No, I'm with you, Sebastian contra mundum.

Perhaps that's one of the pleasures of building, like having a son, wondering how he'll grow up. I don't know; I never built anything, and I forfeited the right to watch my son grow up. I'm homeless, childless, middle-aged, loveless, Hooper.