#parental

I knew she was not telling me the truth. I asked her again what had happned because I don't like it when she keeps something from me. She's not allowed. Because when she lies, someting inside me changes, and it's like the WHOLE WORLD is one way and I'm the other. Like I can't trust a thing, as if the whole world knows a secret I don't and I'm running around from person to person asking them to tell me but they won't and the more I don't know what is going on the more scared I become and I feel myself drifting farther and farther away from everyone. ↗

— Jack Gantos

#change

Why do you think, A.J.," they say in unison, "that you find these boys so attractive?" I didn't say that this fiery chemical explosion leaps from somewhere inside me. Parents don't want to hear these things. I shrugged and said nothing. "Maybe you should try sitting on the intensity," Mom suggests, "just until your feelings catch up with reality." "We could chain you to the water heater," Dad offers, "until these little moments pass." You see what I'm up against. ↗

— Joan Bauer

#family-relationships #hormones #humor #parental-advice #parents

Adora changed her color scheme from peach to yellow. She promised me she'd take me to the fabric store so I can make new coverings to match. This dollhouse is my fancy." She almost made it sound natural, my fancy. The words floated out of her mouth sweet and round like butterscotch, murmured with just a tilt of her head, but the phrase was definitely my mother's. Her little doll, learning to speak just like Adora. "Looks like you do a very good job with it," I said, and motioned a weak wave good-bye. "Thank you," she said. Her eyes focused on my room in the dollhouse. A small finger poked the bed. "I hope you enjoy your stay here," she murmured into the room, as if she were addressing a tiny Camille no one could see. ↗

— Gillian Flynn

#families #insecurity #parental-approval #scary-houses #nature

When fast food is not a treat but a dietary staple, the children surf the internet all day in dark corners of the room and are bombarded with latest gadgets. Things replace parental standards. ↗

— Diane Abbott

#bombarded #children #corners #dark #day

My father had retained an emotional affection for the ceremonial of his parental home, without allowing it to influence his intellectual freedom. ↗

— Franz Boas

#allowing #ceremonial #emotional #father #freedom

Once, the parental bed collapsed because all the children sat on it at once. ↗

— Diane Cilento

#bed #children #collapsed #once #parental

It was not until I had graduated from college that I made a professional commitment to it. Frankly, I didn't think it wise. I was my own interior parental force, and it's very difficult to justify a profession as a dancer. ↗

— Twyla Tharp

#commitment #dancer #difficult #force #frankly

My theory is that one needs to be loved completely, unconditionally, and unfettered by parental disapproval, if one is to get happily through life which, after all, presents its own hurdles. ↗

— Arabella Weir

#completely #disapproval #get #happily #hurdles

Most children turn out badly because they have the wrong parental image. This doesn't mean their parents are criminal. It means they are boring and cruel. ↗

— Hedy Lamarr

#because #boring #children #criminal #cruel

Relationships are so much a rerun of our parental relationships. We're rerunning the relationship they were in together and we're rerunning the relationship we had with them with our lover. ↗

— Kenny Loggins

#lover #much #our #parental #relationship