#gr

Everyone has always said I look like Bailey, but I don't. I have grey eyes to her green, an oval face to her heart-shaped one, I'm shorter, scrawnier, paler, flatter, plainer, tamer. All we shared is a madhouse of curls that I imprison in a ponytail while she let hers rave like madness around her head. I don't sing in my sleep or eat the petals off flowers or run into the rain instead of out of it. I'm the unplugged-in one, the side-kick sister, tucked into a corner of her shadow. Boys followed her everywhere; they filled the booths at the restaurant where she waitressed, herded around her at the river. One day, I saw a boy come up behind her and pull a strand of her long hair I understood this- I felt the same way. In photographs of us together, she is always looking at the camera, and I am always looking at her. ↗

— Jandy Nelson

#family #grief #jandy-nelson #sister #the-sky-is-everywhere

And then it occurs to me. They are frightened. In me, they see their own daughters, just as ignorant, just as unmindful of all the truths and hopes they have brought to America. They see daughters who grow impatient when their mothers talk in Chinese, who think they are stupid when they explain things in fractured English. They see that joy and luck do not mean the same to their daughters, that to these closed American-born minds "joy luck" is not a word, it does not exist. They see daughters who will bear grandchildren born without any connecting hope passed from generation to generation. ↗

— Amy Tan

#concepts #daughters #family #fear #heritage

Griffin? You ever heard of knocking?” Griffin sniffed and tucked his chin-length hair behind his ears. “We’re family, dude, I don’t need to knock.” I sighed, not sure if Kellan could argue that point or not—not since Griffin had impregnated my sister. He really was family now. Lord help me. ↗

— S.C. Stephens

#kellan-kyle #family

It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister. ↗

— William Faulkner

#regret #sisters #family

I hate that I'm so numb and empty and disconnected from most of these people but even I can see worth in stupid little moments like these. These people aren't even my family, but I can see their value and if I can see it in something this small, when I feel this bad, then--- Then why didn't he? ↗

— Courtney Summers

#grief #family

Gradually the magic of the island [Corfu] settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen. ↗

— Gerald Durrell

#greece #travel #family

Insanity does NOT run in my family. It strolls through, takes it's time, and gets to know everyone personally - T-Shirt ↗

— Darynda Jones

#family

You, you insolent brazen bitch—you really dare to shake that monstrous spear in Father’s face? ↗

— Homer

#family #greece #insult #family

It was like someone had died- like I had died. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of true loves, as if that were not enough to kill anyone. It was also losing a whole future, a whole family- the whole life that I'd chosen...  ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#grief #hurt #upset #family

What I think was hardest for me to realize was that he had tried each time to stop himself. He had killed animals, taking lesser lives to keep from killing a child ↗

— Alice Sebold

#family #heaven #murder #pergatory #personal-growth