Quotes About Aunt

Take my camel, dear,' said my aunt Dot, climbing down from that animal on her return from high Mass.

Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects. And they were right, it is envy. Just holding it is envy. I envy the Commander his pen. It's one more thing I would like to steal. The

recently returned from Boston, where she was staying with her Aunt, to broaden her education. She has turned out a charming young woman, everything one might wish for, and displayed a courtesy and gentle kindness many would admire, and which is worth so much

I'm training to be an Aunt," I said. "I'm not really supposed to like anyone." 49 My reading abilities progressed slowly and with many stumbles.

Forbidden things are open to the imagination. That was why Eve ate the Apple of Knowledge, said Aunt Vidala: too much imagination. So it was better not to know some things. Otherwise your petals would get scattered.

Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects.

I'm training to be an Aunt," I said. "I'm not really supposed to like anyone.

Oh, but Aunt Polly, Aunt Polly, you haven't left me any time at all just to- to live.

Llewelyn smiled. "We have a saying amongst my people: Eilfam modryb dda; a good aunt is a second mother.

I was talking to one of my aunties at Christmas and she said she didn't think it was ever in my nature to go against the grain, that I was always a good boy. I think she was right - I did always want to be good.

I am single and childless, but I have lots of friends and I am an aunt to three lovely children.

My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts, and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning.

Imagine your Aunt Minnie bringing you a plate of cookies as you sat in front of the TV, a string of human molars strung casually, like pearls, around her neck.

Lucinda, also, was quite determined that she would see the new piece. She declared to her aunt, in Lizzie's presence, without a vestige of a smile, that it might be well to see how a jilt could behave herself, so as to do her work of jilting in any noble fashion

My wife was on a visit to her aunt's, and for a few days I was a dweller once more in my old quarters at Baker Street. 'Why,' said I, glancing up at my companion, 'that was surely the bell? Who could come tonight? Some friend of yours, perhaps?' 'Except yourself I have none,' he answered. 'I do not encourage visitors.

My aunt grows special rhubarb in dark sheds. They keep it dark and warm all winter and harvest it by candlelight and it's the best stuff. She sells it for a fortune, btw.

As if it were important, he strained his memory; beside the sofa there had been a large lamp with a round milk-white base encircled by a chain of painted roses, and beyond that, on the wall, neatly framed, was a series of water colors done by a forgotten aunt during her Grand Tour.

This deranged jungle of ironies coinhabits my skull like feathers and fireworks. My heart fills with stones. I am the mad aunt who laughs her head off at the funeral. There rises in me the most inappropriate hysteria in this most somber of places.

In this case, said Randall unpleasantly, it affords me purer gratification to dwell upon the thought of my dear Aunt Gertrude duped and betrayed. Your aunt doesn't suffer throught it! What a pity! said Randall.

Now, do listen, Deb! Seven hundred pounds for the bays and a new barouche! Well I can't think where the money is to come from. It seems a monstrous price.' 'We might let the bays go, and hire a pair of job horses,' suggested Miss Grantham dubiously. 'I can't and I won't live in Squalor!' declared her aunt tearfully.

Lady Theresa prophesied disaster for all concerned, and hoped that when Serena was dying an old maid she would remember these words, and be sorry. Meanwhile she remained her affectionate aunt.

All the children rushed over to Aunt Jane. All but Mike. He just stood and looked at the paper in her hand.

The children took turns with the news. They told Aunt Jane all about the fire and meeting Mr. Carter again.

The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The lad fled on the instant, scrambled up the high board-fence, and disappeared over it. His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle laugh.