Dan Fogelman Quotes

I always wanted what Mom and Dad had.

I love my mother. I reach out to my mother.

My own parents loved each other very much.

I love my family.

I grew up with my mom; it was just the two of us.

Of course we had our arguments; we had everything, but at the end of the day, that was still my mother, my confidante - my everything.

I think every human being, born from mother, and at least the next few years, you see, received immense affection from our mother. So the child's first experience in this lifetime at the beginning, I think that immense affection from other is in our blood. So therefore, the whole rest of life, other people show you smile, genuine sort of closeness feeling. You feel happy. Even animals also like that.

Mother's love is bliss, is peace, it need not be acquired, it need not be deserved. If it is there, it is like a blessing; if it is not there it is as if all the beauty had gone out of life.

As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.

I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.

The older I become, the more I think about my mother.

Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me.

A mother's love liberates.

My mother is everything to me. She's my anchor, she's the person I go to when I need to talk to someone. She is an amazing woman.

Kevin stopped where he was and stood there simply gazing at her. Molly sat cross-legged in the meadow with the sun shining on her bare shoulders and a pair of yellow butterflies fluttering like hair bows around her head. She was all the dreams he'd lost at dawn-dreams of everything he hadn't understood he needed until now. She was his playmate, his confidante, the lover who made his blood rush. She was the mother of his children and the companion of his old age. She was the joy of his heart.

He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark. It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years.

No one in the world can take the place of your mother. Right or wrong, from her viewpoint you are always right. She may scold you for little things, but never for the big ones.

I want people to think about what and who they have in their lives and then run home to hug them and tell them how much they love them.

If I did not have for him the warm affection a son feels toward a less austere and preoccupied father, I at least had an immense respect for him, and a great admiration.

I'm very close with Bob and his lovely, fabulous wife Catherine, too.

The choicest thing this world has for a man is affection.

I love my mother.

To my mom, I don't know how to describe my mom. She is the most wonderful person in my life. She gave me love. She took me to the ballpark when I was just a little boy running around, hanging around.

My mom, Emilie, always taught me to think hard about marriage.

My mom is a typical mother.