Brian K. Vaughan Quotes

Heredity is what sets the parents of a teenager wondering about each other.

When I was younger, I had terrible skin... my mother has terrible skin. Male-pattern hair loss is starting to come in... my dad is bald. It's so unfair; my brother's tall, has perfect skin, great hair, but I'm like the runt.

I have my father to thank for my build and height, and my mother to thank for my lips and eyes.

I know I've got a lot of my mother in me.

I don't look anything like my mother, except when I'm Lafayette. I look like my father.

I should thank my parents for my beauty. It's in my genes.

I look like my mother but behave like my father.

I'm a bit taller too because I've got Mum's legs and Dad was a bit more squat and well-built than me. My brother Andrew is a bit more like Dad.

I have my mother's heart and father's face.

He was not merely a chip off the old block, but the old block itself.

You know someone for a while and then one day a hole opens underneath them, and they fall out of your world.

I'm a good blend of both my mom and dad.

That wasn't your mom in you—that was your dad.

it was all your genes that made us geniuses, mom. said peter. we sure didn't get any from dad. i heard that. father said, not looking up from the news that was being displayed on the table while he ate it would've been wasted if you hadn't

After a certain age, the more one becomes oneself, the more obvious one's family traits become.

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I'll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I'll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.

A thought falls like a ripe fruit from the tree of idleness.

Paco Fuentes, " Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Mary. The handsome young man with pale blue eyes like his mother's and smoky black hair like his father's takes his assigned seat.

A book or a letter may institute a more intimate association between human beings separated thousands of miles from each other than exists between dwellers under the same roof.

There are moments when a rope's end, a pole, the branch of the tree, is life itself, and it is a frightful thing to see a living being lose his hold upon it, and fall like a ripe fruit.

As I've gotten older, my mannerisms are more and more like my mom's. Also, she was an educator - she's extremely passionate about education and children. I guess I inherited that in some way.

Billy wanted me to stay a safe distance from the most important person in my life. It turned out that his concern was, in the end, unnecessary. I was all too safe now.

...and the distance between them, millimeters only, the space of a breath, opened up and deepened, became a cavern at whose edge he stood.