Kinship Bonds Quotes

The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.

Nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, as anyone knows who has tasted both.

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

Now, I have nothing to say against uncles in general. They are usually very excellent people, and very convenient to little boys and girls.

Theyre not group animals, theyre completely solitary, so if the babys mother is taken away, theres no system of aunts ... their whole system is destroyed.

The chief recommendation is modesty, then dutiful conduct toward parents, then affection for kindred.

I was an adopted child of my grandparents, and I don't know how I can ever express my gratitude for that, because my parents would have been a mess, you know.

It was a bold, wild life for a faerie - most never even left their forests - but she was a bold, wild lass, and so were her daughter and granddaughter after her, and their place in the world was everywhere and nowhere, like gypsies on wing. No home had they but their caravans and campfires, and no family but the one they'd cobbled together of crows, creatures and kindred souls they'd met on their endless journey round and round the world.

Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.

My family lives all around me. We see each other daily. It's very, very complicated. I think that families hold us together and they split us apart.

Of all the peculiar classes with which we have to deal in settling the Southern problem, [there is]--a class of white men peculiarly and intimately related to the colored class by ties of blood and kinship. I refer to a class of white men who have not hesitated to establish the relations named, by recognizing, in many instances, the offspring of their slave women as their own children

Family tends to be one of the recurring themes in my fiction.

Just because we're sisters under the skin doesn't mean we've got much in common.

You don't get to pick your partners in families; you get assigned a seat at the table.

But we must not forget, this ritual expressed, certain ideas which lie at the very root of true religion, the fellowship of the worshippers with one another in their fellowship with the deity, and the consecration of the bonds of kinship as the type of all right ethical relations between man and man.

We ought to encourage our children to know their relatives. We need to talk of them, make effort to correspond with them, visit them, join family organizations, etc.

Our point is that America is so family oriented.