Stephenie Meyer Quotes

You get to relive your childhood when you have a baby and you see these toys and these books you read when you were little - the innocence that you are able to maintain because you have to find that again in order to connect with your child keeps you in a special state of mind.

I do feel like I've missed out a bit because I was really close with my sisters when I was at home. It must be weird for them but they cope really well.

My childhood is in my brother's house, and I like to visit there and be reminded.

'Frozen' definitely isn't about a man, but about the relationship between two sisters. At different times in our lives we find ourselves either more connected to or disconnected from the people in our family, and I think audiences will really be able to relate to that.

I mean I love my family very much, but there is a difference when you're reuniting with your family outside of your hometown and reuniting in the family home.

Home is the dearest spot on earth, and it should be the centre, but not the boundary, of the affections.

My brother, whom I adored, typed out a children's book illustrated by himself... at the age of 14. My sister, with whom I always shared a double bed, had that effortless superiority of someone six years older and anxious to show it. But we were each as shy as voles. It seemed safer to keep to each other's company.

My sister Liza and I have never felt that we were in competition.

I've always been attracted to temporary families.

I don't have a twin, but I do have a brother and sisters, and I do know that there is a special bond there that is - I'm going to say - closer. It's different. It's closer than having a best friend. It's easier to forgive them. I think it's also easier to get mad at them. You feel a little piece of yourself in them.

I know that my heart and my family are here in California, not in Washington, D.C.

Mexico is where I fell in love for the first time; it's where my family lives... so however much I travel, I inevitably return there.

I grew up with an older brother, and the bond between siblings is unlike anything else, and it can be a real journey to accept what that bond is once you both mature into it. Because it's not always what you want. It's not always what you expect. It's not always what you imagined or hoped. But it's one of the most important things in the world.

I was definitely quirky. Me and my sister played a lot together. She's my best friend - and we would put on fashion shows.

I live in Mumbai with my mom and sister. And, of course, I always consider Chennai as home.

By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child.

It has an L on it. L for love. See? It's the key to the universe, Dad. You said you were looking for it. You told Mom you were. I found it for you so you don't have to look anymore. So you can come home at night.

I wish I could help you" I whisper. You are," he murmurs against my knee. "just dont leave me, okay? Everyone leaves me.

We are always children to our mothers.

Whenever one of my children says, 'Goodnight, Daddy,' I always think to myself, 'You don't mean that.

Your disrespect for me is apparent. You never respected me when I think about it and you never liked me. But I’m the parent and you’re the child and it is not your job to love me the way I love you. My love for you is unconditional and no matter what you decide in your life I will love you. Doesn’t mean I have to like it, but I will always love you. Love, Dad

We are all smiling in the picture, three brothers having a grand old time just playing around in the living room, no agendas, no buried resentments or permanent scars. Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.

Hassan and I fed from the same breasts. We took our first steps on the same lawn in the same yard. And, under the same roof, we spoke our first words. Mine was Baba. His was Amir. My name. Looking back on it now, I think the foundation for what happened in the winter of 1975 —and all that followed— was already laid in those first words.

Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one.

Every house we have lived in, every building to which our hands have lent their work, belongs to us by virtue of love or of regret.