My mother protected me from the world and my father threatened me with it.

It is impossible to please all the world and one’s father.

I cannot bear a parent’s tears.

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended—and not to take a hint when a hint isn’t intended.

Mother died today. Or maybe it was yesterday, I don’t know. 

The thing that impresses me most about America is the way parents obey their children.

Familiarity breeds contempt—and children.

A family’s photograph album is generally about the extended family—and, often, is all that remains of it.

Again, men in general desire the good, and not merely what their fathers had.

Motherhood is the strangest thing, it can be like being one’s own Trojan horse.

Few sons are equal to their fathers; most fall short, all too few surpass them. 

As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.