Quotes About Inheritance

The living result of the queen's labors is the diminutive Mary—not really a whole princess, perhaps two-thirds of one.

For what's the point of breeding children, if each generation does not improve on what went before?

Mother," said Janna, "if the Frosches were here first, why do they have the fourth floor? Why did they not take the one we have?" "The Baron arranged it all," her mother said curtly.

All of us have to recognize that we owe our children more than we have been giving them.

Nothing is more acceptable than what we are born into.

Can you become a man without becoming your father?

So old and persistent did Mother's unhappiness seem that I had never stopped to ask its true cause. Nothing is more acceptable than that which we are born into.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One is roots the other, wings.

There are two lasting bequests we can give our children. One is roots. The other is wings.

You sure you want to cross me?" In that moment she's her father's daughter.

Mom" I say "Oh honey" she says "The doctor wants to see you to make sure you don't have the same thing that killed your brother. " She turns to Ms.Logan who looks scandalized by the whole encounter. "These things can run in famalies" she confides. "Your afraid I'm going to come down with a bad case of getting two in the chest?" I say "cause you might be right about that running in families.

By the time dad died, the junk was so piled up that there were tunnels instead of rooms.

And that means Madoc isn't just trying to take Cardan's throne. He's trying to take mine.

Hole in the head, hole in the heart, or hole in the pocket. The Hall family curse.

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But for one final night, he's the father I remember best, the one in whose shadow I have- for better or worse- become what I am.

It's important that we learn the lessons our mother didn't.

No," Vivi told him in her somber little voice. "I'm never going anywhere with you." "I'm your father," he told her, his voice harsh, rising like the crack of a lash. "You are my heir and my blood, and you will obey me in this as in all things.

Father, I am what you made me. I've become your daughter after all.

At least Oak would not grow up as I have, with death as my birthright

Father, I am what you made me. I've become your daughter after all.

For rarely are sons similar to their fathers most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers.

No vivimos nosotros también de muertos? Pues ¿qué son las herencias?

Wife," said the little tailor, "it's ill counting on dead men's shoes.