One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.

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

Every adolescent has that dream every century has that dream every revolutionary has that dream, to destroy the family.  

In our family, as far as we are concerned, we were born and what happened before that is myth.

I cannot bear a parent’s tears.

Family! Thou art the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.

In peace, children inter their parents; war violates the order of nature and causes parents to inter their children.

He that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief.

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

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

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

A Jewish man with parents alive is a fifteen-year-old boy, and will remain a fifteen-year-old boy till they die!

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