No true...father would be unconcerned about discord in his family that may cause it to disintegrate in his absence...
When the wounded were screaming, you dreamed of sharing a little house somewhere, of an ordinary life, of a family line, connection. All around him, men were walking silently with their thoughts, refo...
No zone have a perfect Family, but my Family is perfect for Me
I sometimes wonder if I am crisscrossing my father's ghostly paths and we are entering same towns or roadside diners or the black ribbons of highways that gleam in the night rain. As if we were images...
They say that time is relative. I think the way it's treating me it's a distant one, maybe a bad uncle, and not welcome in my house this Christmas!!
It was hard not to feel sorry for a life that had no purpose of its own... His only purpose, it seemed, was to come into her mother's life in order to send her home. For that, Bay decided, she would b...
Maybe she'd never really known her mother at all. And if you couldn't know the person whose body was your first home, then who could you ever know?
There is no right way to be a family.
Until she had had children of her own she had not been able to contemplate the death of either of her parents; when the subject had arisen, in conversation or in her own imagining, she had said only:...
Ian, man, I didna tell ye because I didna wish to lose you too. My brother was gone, and my father. I didna mean to lose my own heart's blood as well. For you are dearer to me even than home and famil...
Parents are like Kingdom, Your are the King.No matter where you stand, how Great n Rich you are!A King Is Always Known By His Kingdom.
Even as children they had been good in fact, but also in order to be seen as good. There was something disturbingly like hypocrisy about it all...
Glory had rehearsed angry outbursts in anticipation of his arrival. She began to hope he would come so she could tell him exactly what she thought.
One is not to win the world, he has to win the home (family).
It took me a long time to realiseThat mothers are women who carry you And not necessarily in their womb.
When you get older you think of sadness in a different way. You don't judge it so harshly.
My desolation was that no one knew me and I did not know myself. My family's life was my life. I knew nothing else. I was clothed, fed, given a bed to sleep in, encouraged to marry early and rich, and...
As we age, we become our parents; live long enough and we see faces repeat in time.
Behind every successful man there is a woman, behind every successful woman there are wonderful parents
And the reason he cannot bear her dying is not the loss of her (which is the future) but that dying puts the two of them (now) into this nakedness together that is unforgivable.