Dick Ebersol Quotes

My father was aloof, very strange and very distant.

Independent and uninvolved. Must be nice. -Tris

When I go home my mother still makes me take out the garbage.

I didn't have time for my children much. I wasn't a very good parent; I had a pretty unhappy home life.

Once upon a time, if you wanted to talk about the notion of child abandonment, of a mother not being a good mother, that's built into the mother who sends the babes into the woods, and they use the bits of bread or stones to come home again.

Although I managed my schedule to be home by late afternoon most days, basically, Roselle raised our children alone. And so I missed out on a lot of wonderful moments, missed watching my kids grow into the wonderful people they are today.

I'd just as soon stay home and raise babies.

I never felt like I wanted to have kids until I could be home and be a daddy, and those are the things that I didn't have.

I am pretty detached from the local music crowd though.

My relationship with my father is pretty non-existent.

The truth is, if anyone saw my home life, I'm pretty sure it would look like other families' around the world. There's a lot of juggling to be done.

I started listening to music when I wrote when I had three sons at home.

You have to really respect what your kids are doing with their kids and how they're raising them. You can't push your way into areas where you shouldn't be saying anything. You have to always remember they're not your own kids. Play with them, love them, spoil them to death - then hand them back.

We don’t have a dog in that fight.

My family - it wasn't an abusive family - they meant well, but they were in their own world.

Cyborg was the first superhero that I've ever seen whose parent was around but just was not there for him emotionally, mentally. I related to that in a big way because, growing up, it was my mother and grandmother that raised me and my brother and sisters. I'm the second youngest of five; my father was never in the picture.

My pops passed when I was little. I didn't have a dad around to tell me certain things. I didn't have my biological mother.

I've sort of remarried a few years ago and have had a couple more children in the last couple of years. And so home life is taking up a lot of my time.

When you're younger you just want to go out and make your mark in the world and doing that, quite often, the people that you love the most and the people you should be closest to suffer from estrangement. I'd be gone nine months a year, so how do you know anyone? When you come home you are a stranger.

With my old man I got no respect. When he took me hunting he gave me a three minute head start. Then on the way home he tied me to the fender and put the deer in the car.

I have two young boys, and my wife is at home. Most of the time, I will cook the food, and we'll eat together.

In the home begins the disruption of the peace of the world.

Her face crashes. She hasn't dealt with a single transfusion or lumbar puncture. She wasn't allowed near me for the bone-marrow transplant, but she could have been there for any number of diagnoses, and wasn't. Even her promises to visit more often have faded away with Christmas. It's her turn to taste some reality.

You show me a boy who brings a snake home to his mother and I'll show you an orphan.

I still feel as if I weren't a good enough mother. I didn't break any rules. I didn't cause my son any pain. But I did bring to my life some of my father, who was very controlling and very remote. I was working a lot. I wasn't there enough.