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  • #1
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche

  • #2
    Whitney Otto
    “No one fights dirtier or more brutally than blood; only family knows it’s own weaknesses, the exact placement of the heart. The tragedy is that one can still live with the force of hatred, feel infuriated that once you are born to another, that kinship lasts through life and death, immutable, unchanging, no matter how great the misdeed or betrayal. Blood cannot be denied, and perhaps that’s why we fight tooth and claw, because we cannot—being only human—put asunder what God has joined together.”
    Whitney Otto, How to Make an American Quilt

  • #3
    Mitch Albom
    “All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.”
    Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven

  • #4
    Erma Bombeck
    “When God Created Mothers"

    When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said. "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."

    And God said, "Have you read the specs on this order?" She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts...all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands."

    The angel shook her head slowly and said. "Six pairs of hands.... no way."

    It's not the hands that are causing me problems," God remarked, "it's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."

    That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. God nodded.

    One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a word."

    God," said the angel touching his sleeve gently, "Get some rest tomorrow...."

    I can't," said God, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower."

    The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed.

    But tough!" said God excitedly. "You can imagine what this mother can do or endure."

    Can it think?"

    Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator.

    Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.

    There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model."

    It's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear."

    What's it for?"

    It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride."

    You are a genius, " said the angel.

    Somberly, God said, "I didn't put it there.”
    Erma Bombeck, When God Created Mothers

  • #5
    Mitch Albom
    “I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you'll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn't.”
    Mitch Albom, For One More Day

  • #6
    Marjorie Pay Hinckley
    “Home is where you are loved the most and act the worst.”
    Marjorie Pay Hinckley

  • #7
    William Paul Young
    “You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but a the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.”
    Wm. Paul Young, The Shack

  • #8
    “Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?”
    Louis XIV



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