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daughter world ifs
I love your daughter fondly, dearly, disninterestedly, devotedly. If ever there were love in the world, I love her. Charles Dickens
daughters guest loved privacy sing
Like most people, I would sing in the privacy of my home. I'd also sing for my daughters or at a guest at somebody's function. I loved doing it. Danny Aiello
daughter remember
I will always remember the day I got old. It was the day my daughter died. Irv Slosberg
daughter real smoking
My daughter told me she wasn't afraid of spider but that she was afraid of my smoking. She said that she was afraid of my dying. So I went downstairs, picked up a pair of pliers and a blowtorch and showed her what real fear was. Robert Clarke
daughter sacrifice felons
Ah, my daughter,ʺ he said. ʺEighteen, and already youʹve been accused of murder, aided felons, and acquired a death count higher than most guardians will ever see.ʺ He paused. ʺI couldnʹt be prouder. Richelle Mead
daughter father conservative
My father was a great innovator in public life, but when it came to raising his daughters, no one could have been more conservative. Rose Kennedy
daughter watches my-sister
I can only do something that my sister or my daughter, if I have one, could watch and feel positive about. Romola Garai
daughter lying son
The anxiety of most parents in seeing their sons and daughters enlist does not lie only in the fear of the physical dangers they may encounter. William Lyon Mackenzie King
daughter children typewriters
My younger daughter told me recently that when she was a child she thought the typewriter was a toy that I went into my room and closed the door and played with. William Maxwell
mother treat
We treat callers as if they were our own mother or a relative. Susan Wyderko
mother power talking taught
He taught me how to sing, how to belt, what my mother was talking about all those years. I had no idea I had that power in my voice. Linda Lavin
mother sadness way
A terrific sadness swept over Jerry. As if somebody had died. The way he felt standing in the cemetry that day they buried his mother. And nothing you could do about it. Robert Cormier
mother liars oasis
All I cared was that she had never lied. She was honest in a world just the opposite, and a cool oasis in my life. She was who she said she was, and everything Sophia, my mother, the pathologically manipulative liar, had never been. Rob Thurman
mother sunday church
My mother was very, very Protestant. I grew up Presbyterian, and I went to church every Sunday until I was 18. I was forced to. Rob Corddry
mother believe men
When a man you know to be of sound mind tells you his recently deceased mother has just tried to climb in his bedroom window and eat him, you only have two basic options. You can smell his breath, take his pulse and check his pupils to see if he's ingested anything nasty, or you can believe him. Richard K. Morgan
mother father sleep
My mother wasnʹt sleeping with anybody. She doesnʹt even sleep with my father. Richelle Mead
mother eye black
I left the clinic in a daze that had nothing to do with my head injury. Clear up in a week or so? How could Dr. Olendzki speak so lightly about this? I was going to look like a mutant for Christmas and most of the ski trip. I had a black eye. A freaking black eye. And my mother had given it to me. Richelle Mead
mother believe thinking
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me." Rose: "You're about to go face down Strigoi, and my mother's the one you're scared of?" Dimitri: "She's a force to be reckoned with. Where do you think you got it from?" Rose: "It's a wonder you bother with me then." Dimitri: "You're worth it, believe me. Richelle Mead
memories tonight body
Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape. Rob Sheffield
memories old-friends
Old friends are memories personified. Richard Paul Evans
memories real giving
I nearly dropped the plate I held. "You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund." "I didn't clean it out," I scoffed. Richelle Mead
memories eye kissing
That’s the last time you’re going to kiss me,” I warned when it ended. He smiled knowingly, and in his eyes, I could see his own memories of that night. “So you say. Richelle Mead
memories power mere
The memory, experiencing and re-experiencing, has such power over one's mere personal life, that one has merely lived. Rebecca West
memories writing thinking
My memory is certainly in my hands. I can remember things only if I have a pencil and I can write with it and I can play with it. ... I think your hand concentrates for you. I don't know why it should be so. Rebecca West
memories arrows way
Time's arrow, we are told, is a one-way thing. . . Memory's arrow, like the needle of a compass too close to a lodestone, spins in all directions. Russell Hoban
memories kids dust
As I would soon learn myself, cleaning up what a parent leaves behind stirs up dust, both literal and metaphorical. It dredges up memories. You feel like you’re a kid again, poking around in your parents’ closet, only this time there’s no chance of getting in trouble, so you don’t have to be so sure that everything gets put back exactly where it was before you did your poking around. Still, you hope to find something, or maybe you fear finding something, that will completely change your conception of the parent you thought you knew. Roz Chast
memories heart scotland
I certainly treasure the memory and indeed the picture, which still hangs in my house in Scotland, of Ronnie Barker and I with the Choir when we came to Wales to shoot our Welsh choir section of the "Two Ronnies" programme. You are very close to my heart. Ronnie Corbett