Quotes About Parents

Un resultado interesante de este proceso es que los niños que ven que sus padres abren sus casas a diferentes personas, será muy probable que, cuando lleguen a adultos, ayuden a otros.

Of all things in this world love is the most unmanageable. Parents and guardians are sadly foiled when they undertake to guide and coerce it: and the best thing they can do with it is to leave it to itself.

In the happiest of our childhood memories, our parents were happy, too.

All any child needs is the protection of loving parents and an alternative source of information.

There is a lesson we learn early and harmlessly, or late and traumatically — that there are things we can break that our parents can't fix.

He had no idea that the world was entering an economic depression, or that hard times bring recriminations and blame. Privately, Harry's parents worried not just about the economy, but about the rising tide of nationalism and anti- Semitism.

My parents shaped my character and therefore my life.

Little children were trained not to do "just what they liked" but…but what?…Of course! What others liked. And which others? Parents, teachers, supervisors, policemen, judges, officials, kings, dictators. All authorities. When you are trained to despise "just what you like" then, of course, you become a much more obedient servant of others—a good slave. When you learn not to do "just what you like" then the System loves you.

Lo más difícil fue enfrentarme al dogma de mis verdaderos padres: No podemos pagar eso. Deja de pensar solo en ti mismo. ¿Por qué no puedes pensar en los demás? Ellos usaron estas y otras frases similares para infundirme un sentimiento de culpabilidad y así suprimir mi avaricia.

Most of us learn about money from our parents. So what can poor parents tell their child about money? They simply say, "Stay in school and study hard.

Casi todos aprendemos de nuestros padres lo que sabemos sobre el dinero

I meant that sometimes we choose partners who, in some ways, remind us of our parents. The good and the bad parts of them.

Hard to believe that so nearby, just across the Channel, such atrocities could still occur in their supposedly civilized world, that one could wake up one morning and find oneself bereft of brothers, parents, friends, all with the slice of an ax.

That's such bullshit, Mythology repeated by parents because it lets them force their kids into sports and push them too hard by pretending that in the end it will pay off with the holy scholarship. You know how many kids get a free ride? Hardly any. Like, maybe fourteen.' -Finn (165)

I might add that one short novel of Schnitzler's, Casanova's Homecoming, was on the shelves of my parents' library, and I had the great good fortune to read it at an impressionable age.

My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.

When I remember my mother, it makes me really sad. But, when I remember my father, it makes me smile.

Children do not constitute anyone's property: they are neither the property of their parents nor even of society. They belong only to their own future freedom.

Our identity is fictional, written by parents, relatives, education, society.

The mystery of the child's soul is hidden completely from the parents. It belongs to God alone, to whom life belongs.

So I've always been interested in politics. And I thank my parents for that. As you can see, there's a strong element of moral indignation behind this interest, and indignation is well and good in doses, but I noticed fairly early in life that some people live to find stuff to be indignant about. And it's pretty unattractive. That's why I decided to become a wiseass.

As adults, we try to develop the character traits that would have rescued our parents.

The assumption is that life doesn't need to be navigated with lessons. You can just do it intuitively. After all, you only need to achieve autonomy from your parents, find a moderately satisfying job, form a relationship, perhaps raise some children, watch the onset of mortality in your parents' generation and eventually in your own, until one day a fatal illness starts gnawing at your innards and you calmly go to the grave, shut the coffin and are done with the self-evident business of life.

The moral? That life can be a stranger substance than a cliche life, that goldfinches should occasionally do things differently from their parents, and that there are persuasive reasons for calling a loved one Plouplou, Missou, or poor little wolf.