673 Quotes About Parenthood

Flora would have liked to ask her parents why the words ‘to father’ have such a different meaning from the words ‘to mother’.

Parenthood can lead to a sequence of years when the children's feelings suck all the oxygen out of a family, and that can be so emotionally intense that some adults go for years without having an opportunity to tell anyone about their own feelings, and if you don't get a chance for long enough, sometimes you simply forget how to do it.

Patience lives in your love for us

I admired how she knew, well before I did, that the point of a child is not what you hope he will accomplish in your name but the pleasure that he will bring you, whatever form it comes in, even if it is a form that is barely recognisable as pleasure at all - and, more important, the pleasure that you will be privileged to bring him.

Those cotton dandelions wafting on the breeze, Are nothing but the immigrants passing through these trees. Spreading their wings, With all their might, To make their kids (seeds) enjoy their flight!

A Thought For Thinking Parents...Whatever you Teach your ChildrenWill be Mirrored Reflection of you In everything they Are And in everything they Do However which-way you treat your Children Will follow you to the Grave So Teach them to be Just and Noble Teach them to be Strong and Brave

Our healing will not come in a divine grace that reunites us, bringing you back into my womb for us to live by one wholly integrated will. My grace is to wait, to love you through the detours your life takes, even if you travel far from me; to be present to you in hope and prayer; and to bring you near Love by reflecting love to you. I can help birth your will into freedom and goodness chiefly by being reborn into such freedom and goodness myself.

If every child grows up watching their parents lend a hand to those in need, all suffering will fade within a century.

A memory is a ledge on the mountainside of the mind; there we are, drinking and chatting, and on the ledge below us my dad sits in his chair, dead, his face smeared with blood.