My daughter has impressions that she does of me.

A child who is allowed to be disrespectful to his parents will not have true respect for anyone.

I was an only child, and Mother was always right with me all my life. I used to get very angry at her when I was growing up-it’s a natural thing.

I don’t think that much about my relationship with my mother and what it did to me. I sometimes feel terrible regret about her, what her life must have been like. Often, when I’m enjoying something, I think of how meager her rewards were and how much courage, in a way, she needed to go on living.

As a father, I always want my son to be perfect. When he was young, I tried to train him in martial arts, but he said, ‚I don’t want to become like Bruce Lee’s son, with everybody telling me how good my father was.‘ I just think my son is too lazy.

Illegitimacy is something we should talk about in terms of not having it.

I have always marched to my own beat, and most frequently, it was inconsistent not only with my own immediate family, but with my culture as well.

I praticed making faces in the mirror and it would drive my mother crazy. She used to scare me by saying that I was going to see the devil if I kept looking in the mirror. That fascinated me even more, of course.

Now that I’m a parent, I understand why my father was in a bad mood a lot.

With the amount of money I have, it’s difficult raising children the way I was raised.

I have to be in tune. All the time. I have to be in tune with my husband, where he is, how he’s feeling. I have to be in tune with where my family is.

I don’t think my parents liked me. They put a live teddy bear in my crib.

All violent feelings have the same effect. They produce in us a falseness in all our impressions of external things, which I would generally characterize as the pathetic fallacy.

A family with the wrong members in control; that, perhaps, is as near as one can come to describing England in a phrase.

A lot of preachers‘ kids are some of the most rebellious kids in the world. I never was like that.

If the relationship of father to son could really be reduced to biology, the whole earth would blaze with the glory of fathers and sons.

I want my kids to see me as Dad, for God’s sake, not a television personality.

People change because of kids. They change how they eat. They change the way they think. They change the way they see one another.

We do not want the men of another color for our brothers-in-law, but we do want them for our brothers.

It’s true that I’ve never had a burning desire to rebel against my parents.

It takes three to make a child.

Occasionally I’ve seen children become heavy-handed and insensitive when dealing with their aging parents, and it only caused resentment and hard feelings.

Your children will see what you’re all about by what you live rather than what you say.

The work of science is to substitute facts for appearances, and demonstrations for impressions.

When you’re around the kids, you feel like you act the most grown up just because you’re supposed to lead. I say things, like every other parent, that reminds you of your own parents. One thing I do know about being a parent, you understand why your father was in a bad mood a lot.

And I come here as a daughter, raised on the South Side of Chicago – by a father who was a blue-collar city worker and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me.

My mother never made me do anything for my brothers, like serve them. I think that’s an important lesson, especially for the Latino culture, because the women are expected to be the ones that serve and cook and whatever. Not in our family. Everybody was equal.

To be intimate with a married man, when my own father cheated on my mother, is not something I could forgive. I could not look at myself in the morning if I did that. I wouldn’t be attracted to a man who would cheat on his wife.

Do you know what you call those who use towels and never wash them, eat meals and never do the dishes, sit in rooms they never clean, and are entertained till they drop? If you have just answered, ‚A house guest,‘ you’re wrong because I have just described my kids.

There’s a schizoid streak within the family anyway so I dare say that I’m affected by that. The majority of the people in my family have been in some kind of mental institution, as for my brother he doesn’t want to leave. He likes it very much.

Me and my dad are friends. We’re cool. I’ll never be disappointed again, because I don’t expect anything anymore from him. I just let him exist, and that’s how we get along.

As long as a woman can look ten years younger than her own daughter, she is perfectly satisfied.

I have kind of a funny relationship with movies. I don’t have to see the whole movie to get an impression of it or to let it have an influence on me.

The intense happiness of our union is derived in a high degree from the perfect freedom with which we each follow and declare our own impressions.

The most dangerous word in any human tongue is the word for brother. It’s inflammatory.

Men are what their mothers made them.

When I arrived in Laos and found young Americans living there, out of free choice, I was surprised. After only a week, I began to have a sense of the appeal of the country and its people – along with despair about its future.

My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable. As a result, the atmosphere of our home was super-charged with fear because you never knew if what you did would make him mad or not.

Like all best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.

My mom’s one of 13 siblings, and they all got six kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton.

We were never intimate mother and children while she was our mother – but… when she became our child, the affection came.

I was raised by strong women, and that DNA is in my daughter and wife.

My father wasn’t around when I was a kid, and I used to always say, ‚Why me? Why don’t I have a father? Why isn’t he around? Why did he leave my mother?‘ But as I got older I looked deeper and thought, ‚I don’t know what my father was going through, but if he was around all the time, would I be who I am today?‘

I’ve never been pregnant, so I just feel God didn’t mean for me to have kids so that everybody else’s children could be mine.

You teach your daughters the diameters of the planets and wonder when you are done that they do not delight in your company.

I got a lot of support from my parents. That’s the one thing I always appreciated. They didn’t tell me I was being stupid; they told me I was being funny.

My own eight children all march to the beat of their inner music, and in some cases, it is definitely far away from what I hear. I’ve had to honor their instincts and their choices, and merely guided them out of harm’s way until they could be their own guides.

Mothers and daughters generally have fairly complex relationships, and ours was made much more so by Mother’s illness. She had Parkinson’s disease, which was not diagnosed for a long time… All that made me very self-protective, because for one thing, I didn’t want to get trapped.

I always wanted to do what my brothers were doing. I always wanted to play the games they played and play rough and wear pants and go outside.

I’m an only child.

For me, often, there’s such a cloud of melancholia about knowing I’m going to have to leave my daughter on her own. I don’t know what age that is going to be, thank God. It just doubles me up in grief.

My fans saw me get engaged, saw me make that woman my wife, me having kids, me divorcing, me talking about divorce before the divorce, me talking about my kids‘ reaction to that divorce.

The roots of the problems we face in the world, in our national life, and in our family and personal lives are spiritual.

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

It’s very hard for our parents who see us enter a world that they can’t imagine.

My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.

For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.

I understand the importance of bondage between parent and child.

Superstition is to religion what astrology is to astronomy the mad daughter of a wise mother. These daughters have too long dominated the earth.

The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother’s always a Democrat.

My mother was a professional sick person; she took a lot of pain pills. There are many people like that. It’s just how they are used to getting attention. I always remember she’s the daughter of alcoholics who’d leave her alone at Christmas time.