Grandparents Quotes

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“My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the heck she is.”
Ellen DeGeneres

Gena Showalter
“I’m not trying to—What do teenagers say nowadays?” he asked my grandmother.“Get all up in her biznez,” Nana said.Without cracking a smile.“That’s right,” he replied. “We’re not trying to get all up in your biznez, Ali.”
Gena Showalter, Alice in Zombieland

Gary Snyder
“In this huge old occidental culture our teaching elders are books. Books are our grandparents!”
Gary Snyder, Practice of the Wild

Dave Barry
“The best baby-sitters, of course, are the baby’s grandparents. You feel completely comfortable entrusting your baby to them for long periods, which is why most grandparents flee to Florida.”
Dave Barry

Elizabeth Goudge
“The very old and the very young have something in common that makes it right that they should be left alone together. Dawn and sunset see stars shining in a blue sky; but morning and midday and afternoon do not, poor things.”
Elizabeth Goudge

Vera Nazarian
“The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland.

The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.

The florist will sigh and add a wall divider and proper soil to both sides.

The grandparent will move the flowerbox halfway out of the sun.

The child will turn it around properly so that the fern is in the shade, and not the cactus.

The moral of the story?

Kids are smart.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Adriana Trigiani
“People have often told me that one of their strongest childhood memories is the scent of their grandmother's house. I never knew my grandmothers, but I could always count of the Bookmobile.”
Adriana Trigiani, Big Stone Gap

Ogden Nash
“When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
~ Ogden Nash”
Ogden Nash

Jeaniene Frost
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know they still agreed on things after forty-three years of marriage.”
Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave

Tove Jansson
“Small animals are a great problem. I wish God had never created small animals, or else that He had made them so they could talk, or else that He'd given them better faces. Space. Take moths. They fly at the lamp and burn themsleves, and then they fly right back again. It can't be instinct, because it isn't the way it works. They just don't understand, so they go right on doing it. Then they lie on their backs and all their legs quiver, and then they're dead. Did you get all that? Does it sound good?"
"Very good," Grandmother said.
Sophia stood up and shouted, "Say this: say I hate everything that dies slow! Say I hate everything that won't let you help! Did you write that?”
Tove Jansson, The Summer Book

Bear Grylls
“I miss him still today: his long, whiskery eyebrows, his huge hands and hugs, his warmth, his prayers, his stories, but above all his shining example of how to live and how to die.”
Bear Grylls, Mud, Sweat and Tears

Tayeb Salih
“By the standards of the European industrial world we are poor peasants, but when I embrace my grandfather I experience a sense of richness as though I am a note in the heartbeats of the very universe.”
Tayeb Salih, Season of Migration to the North

“If we're to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon bits of rock.”
kristin cashore, Fire

“I haven't seen you in a while,
but today I was told you prayed for me.

And I prayed for the olive oil
when it slipped
from your hands
onto my scalp,
aching strands of hair
in the drought of being without you.”
Mariam Dogar, Our Ancestors Did Not Breathe This Air

George Saunders
“Your grandmother and I (and many others) would have had to be more extreme people than we were, during that critical period, to have done whatever it was we should have been doing. And our lives had not prepared us for extremity, to mobilize or to be as focussed and energized as I can see, in retrospect, we would have needed to be. We were not prepared to drop everything in defense of a system that was, to us, like oxygen: used constantly, never noted. We were spoiled, I think I am trying to say. As were those on the other side: willing to tear it all down because they had been so thoroughly nourished by the vacuous plenty in which we all lived, a bountiful condition that allowed people to thrive and opine and swagger around like kings and queens while remaining ignorant of their own history.

What would you have had me do? What would you have done?”
George Saunders, Liberation Day: Stories

Beth Moore
“You want to know how to love me?
Love my children.
You want to be good to me?
Be good to my children.”
Beth Moore, All My Knotted-Up Life: A Memoir

Rick Bass
“They're old letters from this fellow Chubb and I used to know," he sang, almost in a whisper, and I imagined that the birds, if they could hear him, rustled in their sleep, on their roosts: his words entering their dreams, calling to them.”
Rick Bass, The Sky, the Stars, the Wilderness

Rick Bass
“Grandfather died a few days after his hundredth birthday. Both Father and I were there at the end, in the room where I'd been born, forty-four years ago. It was not unlike that day, with sunlight streaming through the windows, and hummingbirds hovering outside, iridescent sun-glittering flashes of jewels. A dove was calling, back in the cool shade. Grandfather's hand was cool, as cool as the river. He tried to sit up to look out at the sunlight.

"Sycamores grow by running water," he sang, "cottonwoods by still water," and then he died, and I felt a century slip away.”
Rick Bass, The Sky, the Stars, the Wilderness

Emiko Jean
“Your father has a fondness for orchids." Could she know my father's affinity for orchids is in direct correlation with his affinity for my mother? "Much too finicky for me. I prefer azaleas. When I was a little girl, I used to drink the nectar from the flowers."
I brighten a little. "I did that, too." Mom had azalea plants all over our property. She taught me how to pull the blossom from the stem and slurp from the tip of the flower like her mother had shown her. I always thought it was something unique to us, to our family. But maybe it was more. A connection to Japan, an invisible tether. "Is there a variety you prefer? I quite enjoy the omurasaki."
I've caught her attention. "It is a lovely bloom," she says.”
Emiko Jean, Tokyo Ever After

A.  Kirk
“Now, what’s this we hear about some shenanigans you’ve been up to?”

“Sorry,” Tristan said sheepishly. “I know I messed up.”

“Are you kidding?” his grandma broke out a huge smile. “This is the first dangerous thing you’ve done!”
“We’re so proud of you!” His grandpa clapped him on the back.

“What?” Logan’s mom snapped.

Tristan’s grandma shot her a look. “Don’t question our parenting style.”
A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

Teju Cole
“I looked outside the window, and in my mind's eye, I began to rove into the landscape, recalling my overnight conversation with Dr. Maillotte. I saw her at fifteen, in September 1944, sitting on a rampart in the Brussels sun, delirious with happiness at the invaders' retreat. I saw Junichiro Saito on the same day, aged thirty-one or thirty-two, unhappy, in internment, in an arid room in a fenced compound in Idaho, far away from his books. Out there on that day, also, were all four of my own grandparents: The Nigerians, the Germans. Three were by now gone, for sure. But what of the fourth, my oma? I saw them all, even the ones I had never seen in real life, saw all of them in the middle of that day in September sixty-two years ago, with their eyes open as if shut, mercifully seeing nothing of the brutal half century ahead and , better yet, hardly anything at all of all that was happening in their world, the corpse-filled cities, camps, beaches, and fields, the unspeakable worldwide disorder of that very moment.”
Teju Cole, Open City

“You can’t pick your parents or your grandparents, but you can pick your children’s parents and grandparents. I don’t have kids yet, but I think it’s failing some kind of morality test to give them Deborah as a grandmother.”
Sarah Hogle, You Deserve Each Other

Suzy  Davies
“My children's illustrated picture book, "The Flamingos Who Painted The Sky" shows how mythical stories - fairytales and legends are passed down, from one generation to the next.”
Suzy Davies

“My parents and grandparents gave leadership and guidance to me, that helped me to find Direction for my life.......

Marsha Carol Watson Gandy

Kathleen Jamie
“A friend said to me – we were talking about our stage in life, when we suddenly discover that we are the grown-ups, with children and parents, and even grandparents to tend to, not to mention our pupils, patients or clients or employers – that we spend so much time dealing with it all, there is scarcely time to feel. I walked up the silent road, wondering if I couldn’t reconcile myself again to the idea of the Sabbath, to the day of dreary silence and mutton broth I’d known as a child, if we couldn’t close the shops and still the traffic and institute a modern, churchless day of contemplation and rest; and if it would help at all.”
Kathleen Jamie, Findings

Tim Parks
“Blessed is that family where there are old people, says an ancient proverb, and happy the children who heed the counsel of the old, for it's as if they had already enjoyed a long life. Love your grandparents, children, for they love you as the sons and daughters of their sons and daughters, and hence with a double tenderness. If you see they love your company, don't leave them alone, and when it's their birthday, never forget to with them many happy returns, 'A hundred more happy returns, Granny and Granddad!”
Tim Parks, An Italian Education

“This lovely tale of a family of sweet peas’ bedtime routine is beautifully written, skillfully told, and full of both humor and warmth. Young readers will love this story’s humorous conclusion and caregivers will love reading it to them for the lovely bonding moment that it provides.”
Louise Jane, CEO The Golden Wizard Book Prize

“This is a wonderful read-together book that might encourage little ones to wash up, and settle down for a cozy bedtime story with their loved ones and caregivers. Beautifully written in rhyme, with bright and vibrant cartoon-like illustrations, this book will become a bedtime favorite for children and adults alike.”
Reader's Choice Book Awards

“This story is adorable. As an early education teacher and Mom, I love how the character’s expressions are so apparent and kiddos can follow along knowing how they are feeling.”
Chelsea, Early Education Teacher

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