Quotes about Family

They may be nothing like you, he had written, they may surprise you, they may even repel you when their behavior is out of control, when they climb out their windows and drink underage and break every rule, but you will love them in a way you had not thought possible before, no matter who they turn out to be.

Our house was littered with books- in the kitchen, under the beds, stuck between the couch pillows--far too many for her the ever finish. I suppose I thought if my grandmother kept up her interests, she wouldn't die; she'd have to stay around to finish the books she was so fond of. I've got to get to the bottom of this one, she'd say, as if a book were no different from a pond or a lake. I thought she'd go on reading forever but it didn't work out that way.

There are none who can fight as fiercely as a mother and a daughter, and none who can forgive more completely.

I knew that my brother would still be a part of this world no matter what happened next. I felt my love for him so deeply that my blood seemed to flow down the street to him. My blood sang out my prayer for Luis even while he was still living in our world.

We must do as we're told, Ava reminded her. We will honor your mother and follow her instructions. Because she is your maker? Lea asked, her heart breaking. Ava shook her head. Because she is yours.

Your grand daughter may not be looking for trouble, but trouble is looking for her.

My father told us that our people had been slaves in the desert and because God had seen fit to set us free, none among us should ever own another man. It had been written that every man belonged to God and no one else. But did women belong to God or to the men of their family? They could not own property or businesses; only their husbands could have that honor.

Jet gave the blessing from the book of poems she had given her aunt.

Now Jet could hear his voice when the wind carried as he recited a quote from Cotton Mather. Families are the Nurseries of all Societies: and the First combinations of mankind.

I had lost my mother and my father and my sister, and sometimes when I caught a glimpse of myself in a shop window, I wondered if perhaps I hadn't lost myself as well

Families are the Nurseries of all Societies: and the First combinations of mankind.

Cleaning up after themselves was a low priority for Margo and my mother. They had both recovered from cancer scares, failed marriages, and lost hope; in their opinion, dirt could wait.