#hip

I'm not the boss of my house. I don't know how I lost it, I don't know when I lost it, I don't really think I ever had it. But I've seen the boss's job...and I don't want it! ↗

— Bill Cosby

#family-relationship #family-relationships #fatherhood #fathers #leaders

I Love You and your perfect ask ‘Would you scratch my back?’ is enough to stretch out hands because folk who love happily scratch backs where a person can’t reach ↗

— John Lavan

#relationships #family

Miz Ellen, what do you carry in that handbag of yours that has enough wallop to knock down a full-grown man? - Dan Landry ↗

— Barbara Falkenrath

#family-relationships #fiction #family

No,” I said. “I can’t remember doing this.” “Oh,” Rena made and gestured dramatically. “You don’t remember it. And that automatically means you didn’t do it? ↗

— Lili Frings

#fantasy #fiction #frindship #mystery #paranormal

Whoa, that's the kind of little sister I can dig!" said Edison. "Yes, we're all alike," I said. "We cover for you, we lie for you, we take the heat for you. We clean up your messes and mollify our parents for you. We never fail to come across with undying adoration, whether or not you deserve it, and we can't take our lives as seriously as yours. We snuffle up the crumbs from your table on the rare occasions you notice we're alive. ↗

— Lionel Shriver

#family-relationships #sibling-relationships #siblings #sisters #family

I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy. "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. ↗

— Jane Austen

#banter #courtship #poetry #food

The day my dad left my mom and I was the second saddest day of my life. The saddest day was the next day, when he returned home.
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— Jarod Kintz

#dad #family #funny #humor #life

Ah! what could we do but what we did! We sighed and fainted on the Sofa. ↗

— Jane Austen

#friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly? ↗

— Emily Bronte

#blooms #constantly #dark #friendship #holly

He tried to tell me week after week to accept things as they were and move on with my life. But if there was one man who had put his life on hold to wait for something or someone, it was him. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#love #missing #waiting #friendship