Forgive me, my sons. I've been defeated by this despicable idiot. This is as far as I go.I leave everything to you.You have my gratitude. Farewell, my sons.

But this dagger – this was her first. Her favorite. The same one that had sliced off the boy’s toe on the beach and sent it rolling through the sand.

And it occurs to me that maybe the reason my mother was so exhausted all the time wasn’t because she was doing so much but because she was feeling so much.

Nobody has ever before asked the nuclear family to live all by itself in a box the way we do With no relatives no support we ve put it in an impossible situation

I thought of my mother (...). Freud wrote that no man is secure in the love of his mother can ever be a failure. Well, I had been busy proving that theory wrong.

The tatters of old stories are tangled, weathered, muted by long-held silences that succeeded loud feuds, and sometimes no doubt re-dyed a more flattering color.

In Africa, there is a birthrate trap: a higher standard of living will lead to smaller families but smaller families will not lead to a higher standard of living.

Maddie breathed in deep, inhaling the scent of breakfast and dish soap, clean laundry and wood floors, sunshine and a room filled with love. It smelled like home.

I told myself that some families we get without asking, while others we choose. And I chose those two. I think that’s what you’d call a silver lining.

You make allowances for your family. They may not seem normal to the world but they're normal to you because you've been dealing with them all your life.

I asked possible witnesses about the invisible man shaped like a whisper, and nobody saw or heard anything. Which means he was there, and he is probably my father.

Since the family is the fundamental unit of society, the disintegration of the family inevitably and inexorably is leading to the disintegration of society itself.

Un des problèmes essentiels qui se posent à propos de la femme, c'est la conciliation de son rôle reproducteur et de son travail producteur.

My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

I'm going to be a person who writes stories.I never told mom and dad how much I loved them.I wanna be someone who can tell a lot of people how much I love them.