Relationships and Family

A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.

If a kingdom be . . . a great family, a family likewise is a little kingdom, torn with factions and exposed to revolutions.

Family quarrels are bitter things. They don’t go by any rules. They’re not like aches or wounds; they’re more like splits in the skin that won’t heal.

If Mr. Vincent Price were to be co-starred with Miss Bette Davis in a story by Mr. Edgar Allan Poe directed by Mr. Roger Corman, it could not fully express the pent-up violence and depravity of a single day in the life of the average family.

I mean the attempt to prolong family connection unduly, and to make people hang together artificially who would never naturally do so.

Perhaps the greatest social service that can be rendered by anybody to the country and to mankind is to bring up a family.

The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.

The family is the association established by nature for the supply of man’s everyday wants.

Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, meet the expectation.

Expectation improperly indulged in must end in disappointment.

Expectation improperly indulged in must end in disappointment.

In the dissolution of sentimental partnerships it is seldom that both associates are able to withdraw their funds at the same time.

In the dissolution of sentimental partnerships it is seldom that both associates are able to withdraw their funds at the same time.

There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship—only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses.

There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship—only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses.

A divorce is like an amputation; you survive, but there’s less of you.

A divorce is like an amputation; you survive, but there’s less of you.

It was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.

Someone has said that conversation is sex for the soul.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

The hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.

A child’s nature is too serious a thing to admit of its being regarded as a mere appendage to another human being.

I look upon the whole world as my fatherland, and every war has to me the horror of a family feud.

You have to be grown up, really grown up, not merely in years, to understand your parents.