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As we age, we become our parents; live long enough and we see faces repeat in time.
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family-relationships
parents-and-children
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Neil Gaiman |
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No mother is ever, completely, a child's idea of what a mother should be, and I suppose it works the other way around as well. But despite everything, we didn't do too badly by one another, we did as well as most.
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parents-and-children
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Margaret Atwood |
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There's nothing like your mother's sympathetic voice to make you want to burst into tears.
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motherhood
mothers
parents
parents-and-children
sympathy
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Sophie Kinsella |
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...my father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days, weeks, at a time, making the air humid, hard to breathe, my father stalking around with his lower jaw jutting out, giving him the look of a wounded, vengeful boxer, grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it across the room ... I'm sure he told himself: 'I never hit her'. I'm sure because of this technicality he never saw himself as an abuser. But he turned our family life into an endless road trip with bad directions and a rage-clenched driver, a vacation that never got a chance to be fun.
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abusive
abusive-parents
anger
broken-home
childhood
childhood-memories
communication
divorce
emotional-abuse
family
father
fight
fighting
fights
fury
heartbreak
heartbroken
love
love-lost
malice
mental-abuse
mother
parenthood
parents
parents-and-children
rage
scared
sexism
silence
terror
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Gillian Flynn |
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We're taught to expect unconditional love from our parents, but I think it is more the gift our children give us. It's they who love us helplessly, no matter what or who we are.
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parents-and-children
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Kathryn Harrison |
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"I tried to go to sleep with my headphones still on, but then after a while my mom and dad came in, and my mom grabbed Bluie from the shelf and hugged him to her stomach, and my dad sat down in my desk chair, and without crying he said, 'You are not a grenade, not to us. Thinking about you dying makes us sad, Hazel, but you are not a grenade. You are amazing. You can't know, sweetie, because you've never had a baby become a brilliant young reader with a side interest in horrible television shows, but the joy you bring us is so much greater than the sadness we feel about your illness.' 'Okay,' I said.
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love
parents-and-children
sickness
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John Green |
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...but the truly frightening thing was to learn that his mother was no stronger than he was, that the blows of the world hurt her just as much as they hurt him and that except for the fact that she was older, there was no difference between them.
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life
parents
parents-and-children
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Paul Auster |
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I think maybe, when I was very young, I witnessed a chaste cheek kiss between the two when it was impossible to avoid. Christmas, birthdays. Dry lips. On their best married days, their communications were entirely transactional: 'We're out of milk again.' (I'll get some today.) 'I need this ironed properly.' (I'll do that today.) 'How hard is it to buy milk?' (Silence.) 'You forgot to call the plumber.' (Sigh.) 'Goddammit, put on your coat, right now, and go out and get some goddamn milk. Now.' These messages and orders brought to you by my father, a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee.
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abusive
abusive-relationship
abusive-relationships
bad-parenting
broken-home
childhood
childhood-memories
communication
depression
divorce
family
father
fight
fighting
fights
heartbreak
love
love-lost
mother
parenthood
parents
parents-and-children
relationship
sexism
silence
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Gillian Flynn |
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The natural term of the affection of the human animal for its offspring is six years.
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parents
parents-and-children
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George Bernard Shaw |
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Back then, things were plainer: less money, no electronic devices, little fashion tyranny, no girlfriends. There was nothing to distract us from our human and filial duty which was to study, pass exams, use those qualifications to find a job, and then put together a way of life unthreateningly fuller than that of our parents, who would approve, while privately comparing it to their own earlier lives, which had been simpler, and therefore superior.
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life
memory
parents-and-children
past
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Julian Barnes |
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Children would struggle desperately to feel love for their parents. Rather than hate a parent, in fact, they'd choose to hate themselves.
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parents-and-children
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Ryū Murakami |
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"It's a strange thing, having a child," he said. It completely alters your most fundamental priorities. When my eldest daughter was born, I realized that I would do anything - anything - to protect her. If I had to set myself on fire to save her from something, I would do it with the utmost relief and gratitude. It's quite a thing, quite a privilege, to care about someone so much that the measure of worth of your own life is changed so much." Tatsu."
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parenthood
parents-and-children
sacrifice-for-others
value-of-life
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Barry Eisler |
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she hated everything her parents loved
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hate
life
parents
parents-and-children
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Stephen Chbosky |
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Neither your mother nor I have any imagination at all and we certainly didn't bring you up to have one
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parents-and-children
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John Boyne |
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More than Captain America your kids need Amelia Earhart - more than Ant Man, they need Abraham Lincoln - more than Green Arrow they need Gandhi - more than Iron Man they need Isaac Newton.
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child-psychology
children
fairy-tales
fiction-fantasy
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parenting-advice
parenting-children
parenting-teenagers
parents
parents-advice
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parents-and-teenagers
parents-quotes
parents-responsibility
raising-kids
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Abhijit Naskar |
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He wanted to argue like this forever. This was better than nothing. There was no exhausting his anger at his father, and every word, however well intentioned or intentionally barbed, was a pull at a scab on his bloody heart. It was too late for any of this. There could ultimately be no healing. Marty had terminal cancer, and so did the two men have a cancer between them. They were terminal together, as father and son. They remained, momentarily exhausted, but it was really only that quiet between lightning and thunder as sound lags behind speed. The lightning had cracked the ground already, you just hadn't heard it yet.
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death-of-a-loved-one
families
fathers-and-sons
parents-and-adult-children
parents-and-children
relationships
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David Duchovny |
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Actually, they were very strange parents,' I told her. 'Neither of them were what you might call conventional people. And they had an extremely peculiar approach to parenting. Sometimes I felt as if I were little more than a tenant in their house, as if they weren't entirely sure what I was doing there. But they never mistreated me, nor did they ever do anything to hurt me. And perhaps they loved me in their own way. The concept itself might have been slightly alien to them.' 'And did you love them?' 'Yes, I did,' I said without hesitation. 'I loved them both very much. Despite everything. But then children usually do. They look for safety and security, and one way or another Charles and Maude provided that.' (p. 556)
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parents-and-children
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John Boyne |
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I flash a fake smile of my own, refraining from telling her what I'm really thinking: that it's an unwise karmic move to go around feeling superior to other mothers. Because before she knows it, her little angel could become a tattooed teenager hiding joints in her designer handbag and doling out blow jobs in the backseat of her BMW.
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parents-and-children
smugness
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Emily Giffin |
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"It felt strange to call them directly, to hear her father's "Hello?" after the second ring, and when he heard her voice, he raised his, almost shouting, as he always did with international calls. Her mother liked to take the phone out to the verandah, to make sure the neighbors overheard: "Ifem, how is the weather in America?"
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parents
parents-and-children
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Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie |
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As I walk behind her down the halls, it happens. I shrink inch by inch until I am no longer an adult, but a baby toddling along in a comically oversized business suit. I have been pretending to be a grown-up this whole time. My briefcase is full of milk: I have been found out. 'This, then, is home. What is home? Is it a sort of lap of location, that exists only if certain conditions are in place? Is it the intersection of rigidity and comfort--a junction of familiartiy that you curl into? Is it a feeling? I don't know, but I'm being hugged hard against it, and I can't tell when I'll be let go.
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family
home
parents
parents-and-children
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Patricia Lockwood |
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I'm saying that children are not supposed to get along with their parents. Your parents are not supposed to be your best friends. There's supposed to be some element of rebellion. That's how you define yourself as a person.
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family-relationships
growing-up
jonathan-franzen
parents
parents-and-children
the-corrections
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Jonathan Franzen |
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My parents were two-faced. To me, they showed no mercy. They preached from theBook of Fallen Children - Commandment 1: The Child Is Always Ungrateful. At eighteen, the free ride would stop, and I'd be dumped into the mess of the world. But in their private moments, they were soft, cowed by love. They critiqued their own parenting skills and thought of all the ways the could help their kids get ahead.
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parenting-children
parents
parents-and-children
two-faced
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Ta-Nehisi Coates |
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Children were vulnerable--helpless hostages to fate, their emotions so tender that a parent could with the smallest sentence, the briefest gesture, accidentally scar them. He did not want the burden of carrying that responsibility.
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parental-advice
parents-and-children
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Penny Jordan |
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Cyril about Charles Avery: 'Charles was a banker. He was quite rich but he was always cheating on his taxes. He went to prison a few times for it. And when he was younger he always had a string of women on the go. But he was good fun. He was always telling me I wasn't a real Avery, though. I think that I could have done without that.' 'That sounds quite mean on his part.' 'I honestly don't think that he was trying to be cruel. It was more a matter of fact. Anyway, he's dead now. They both are. And I was with him when he went. I miss him still.' (p. 557)
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parents-and-children
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John Boyne |