Relationships and Family

IT IS DIFFICULT TO KNOW AT WHAT MOMENT LOVE BEGINS; IT IS LESS DIFFICULT TO KNOW THAT IT HAS BEGUN.

There is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather.

The place of the father in the modern suburban family is a very small one, particularly if he plays golf.

The place of the father in the modern suburban family is a very small one, particularly if he plays golf.

Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?

Why don’t you come up sometime, and see me?

Agnosco veteris vestigia flammae.

For there is no friend like a sister

O, father forsaken, Forgive your son!

An attachment à la Plato for a bashful young potato, or a not too French French bean!

Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what

In every parting there is an image of death.

He holds him with his glittering eye—

When we two parted

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;

Gin a body meet a body

Never the time and the place

Leaving the page of the book carelessly open, something unsaid, the phone off the hook and the love, whatever it was, an infection.

Leaving the page of the book carelessly open, something unsaid, the phone off the hook and the love, whatever it was, an infection.

When she introduces me to her parents back straightened, hair finally combed, strangled by a tie, should I sit knees together on their 3rd degree sofa and not ask Where’s the bathroom?

The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy.

Fear was my father, Father Fear. His look drained the stones.

and nothing quite so least as truth —i say though hate were why men breathe— because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all

my father moved through dooms of love through sames of am through haves of give, singing each morning out of each night my father moved through depths of height