Family Drama Quotes

“No amount of me trying to explain myself was doing any good. I didn't even know what was going on inside of me, so how could I have explained it to them?”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

“You don’t have to be around long to understand the world is a frightening place, that life includes situations you have no control over, that anything can happen. Everybody needs friends and a family.”
― Jack Getze, Making Hearts

“Today I wore a pair of faded old jeans and a plain grey baggy shirt. I hadn't even taken a shower, and I did not put on an ounce of makeup. I grabbed a worn out black oversized jacket to cover myself with even though it is warm outside. I have made conscious decisions lately to look like less of what I felt a male would want to see. I want to disappear.”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

“Mama gasped. “She’s pregnant?”
The nurse stood. “Not pregnant. In labor. About to deliver her child… when did your water break, honey?”
― Jack Getze, Making Hearts

“Clutching me in her arms, Mama stared at Emily. “You have a responsibility to this child.”
― Jack Getze, Making Hearts

“Intimidated, old traumas triggered, and fearing for my safety, I did what I felt I needed to do.”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

“To think how thrilled she was when she took the job to have to sign the Official Secrets Act. It seemed so deliciously cloak and dagger, and she thought she'd become privy to important national secrets, or at least something interesting.  But it's all piffle, baffling as hell and twice as boring.”
― Lesley Glaister, A Particular Man

“It never dawned on us that life is unpredictable, that one day, one of us could suddenly cease to exist and what then? What would be the joy in having left so much unsaid? With what memories would we fill the empty silence?”
― Isabel Lopez, Isabel's Hand-Me-Down Dreams

“You guys are so caught up in your polished images and your passive-aggressive comments that no one ever comes right out and says anything. Well, I'm going to.”
― Richelle Mead, Gameboard of the Gods

“That voice that cries out doesn't have to be a weakling's does it?”
― John Osborne, Look Back in Anger

“Όλες οι ευτυχισμένες οικογένειες μοιάζουν μεταξύ τους. Κάθε δυστυχισμένη οικογένεια, όμως, είναι δυστυχισμένη με το δικό της τρόπο”
― Leon Tolstoy

“If I weren't so screwed up, I would've sold my soul a long time ago for a handsome man who made me feel pretty or who could at least treat me to a Millionaire's Martini. Instead I lingered over a watered down Sparkling Apple and felt sorry about what I was about to do to the blue-eyed bartender standing in front of me. Although I shouldn’t, after all, I am a bail recovery agent. It's my job to get my skip, no matter the cost.If I weren't so screwed up, I would've sold my soul a long time ago for a handsome man who made me feel pretty or who could at least treat me to a Millionaire's Martini. Instead I lingered over a watered down Sparkling Apple and felt sorry about what I was about to do to the blue-eyed bartender standing in front of me. Although I shouldn't, after all, I am a bail recovery agent. It's my job to get my skip, no matter the cost. Yet, I had been wondering lately. What was this job costing me? Yet, I had been wondering lately. What was this job costing me?”
― Miranda Parker, A Good Excuse to Be Bad

“An old western standoff had nothing on the looks that my mom and grandma were exchanging. A tumbleweed could have rolled through the kitchen and neither would have noticed.”
― Lani Woodland, Indelible

“It is one thing to know about your dysfunctional habits but quite another to change them.”
― David W. Earle LPC- Love is Not Enough

“He told me that if I hung up, he'd do it. He would commit suicide. He told me that if I called the cops he would kill every single one of them and I knew that he had the potential and the means to do it”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

“She and I had exchanged a few text messages, although they had been mostly to remind me just how pissed she’d be if I started anything with her asshole of a brother. The same asshole who had last night said, ‘If you ever hurt her, psycho Sid, I’ll kill you.’ Naturally, I’d replied by dangling him over the balcony until he begged me to pull him back up.

It had been kind of fun.” (Salem)”
― Suzanne Wright, Consumed

“Mindfulness won’t ensure you’ll win an argument with your sister. Mindfulness won’t enable you to bypass your feelings of anger or hurt either. But it may help you see the conflict in a new way, one that allows you to break through old patterns.”
― Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection

“I knew, deep down, that I was different from my family. I knew just by looking in the mirror.”
― Alex Dalton, A View From The Mountain

“In order to keep liking Nick (as opposed to loving him which was completely non-negotiable) Alice sometimes had to look at him obliquely or with her eyes half closed or through a pin hole on a piece of cardboard. Straight on would burn her retinas.”
― Carol Anshow

“So how long do I have to pack?”
― Don Darkes, 6692 Pisces the Sailfish

“We violated each other’s boundaries with verbal missiles of anger disguised in the pretense of “just kidding.”
― David W. Earle LPC- Love is Not Enough

“But now I saw with fresh conviction that is was us, all of us, who were failing, and the hallmark of our failure was the way we ate with our heads down, hungrily, quickly, because there was nothing else to do at the table”
― Jane Smiley, A Thousand Acres

“You, Brigid, and Phoebe must begin the revolution."
"Brigid?" The name didn't ring any bells.
In a flash the serene flower child was gone. In her place was a pissed-off mom. "Oh, for fuck's sake," Flora said. "Your mother didn't tell you about Brigid?"
"I guess not," Sybil replied. "Who is she?"
Flora shook her head in disbelief. "Your aunt. She uses her father's last name, Laguerre, as a stage name."
"Brigid Laguerre?" The shock sent Sybil's mind reeling. "Holy shit. That's why I was never allowed to see her movies? The Queen of the Dark is my aunt?"
"Yes, and she'll be here on Wild Hill soon. Your mother will be coming as well."
"Good," Sibyl said darkly. "I can't wait."
"I'm expecting you to keep the peace when they get here."
Sibyl refused with a shake of her head. "Me? Oh, hell no. I have a bone to pick with Mommy Dearest.”
― Kirsten Miller, The Women of Wild Hill

“Though we both know what happened between us would have broken her heart more than anything Calum ever did."
Phoebe's words, delivered so matter-of-factly, cast a chill over the conversation, just as she'd intended. She wanted her sister to know she hadn't forgotten--- and she definitely hadn't forgiven. After thirty fucking years, she was still holding on to her grudge.
"Right." Now that Phoebe had made it perfectly clear where she stood on the matter, Brigid rose from the ground. "Well, we've both been brought back here for a reason. I guess we have to work together."
"Doesn't mean we have to enjoy it," Phoebe told her.”
― Kirsten Miller, The Women of Wild Hill

“Why the hell do you keep blaming Brigid for everything? I wasn't even aware she existed until this afternoon. The ancestors were the ones who told me everything."
Phoebe's face drained of blood. "Did they tell you why our mother died?"
"Not yet," Sybil admitted. "Flora is going to show us. Then you and I are going to have a long chat, just the two of us.”
― Kirsten Miller, The Women of Wild Hill

“You know, just because the rest of us aren't as perfect as you are doesn't mean we're completely useless. Which reminds me--- what the hell did Brigid do that made you cut her off from the rest of her family?"
Phoebe hesitated.
"Tell me!" Sibyl demanded.
"She said Calum didn't kill our mother."
Sibyl threw her hands up. "So Brigid was right and you've been punishing her all this time for nothing?"
"He was the reason my mother died!"
"No." Sybil was adamant. "Flora showed us. She made a choice. It was her decision. Brigid was right all along."
"Technically," Phoebe muttered.
"What the fuck, Mom! Are you completely incapable of admitting you're wrong?”
― Kirsten Miller, The Women of Wild Hill

“You know a lot more about the Duncans than I ever did."
"Ironic, isn't it?" Sibyl asked gleefully. "Given that you told me fuck all."
Phoebe groaned. "Are you really going to start again?"
Sibyl spun around. "Oh, I'm sorry. You thought I was done? Not even close. I grew up in the middle of Texas. I was the only kid with hair like this for hundreds of miles. Maybe you wanted me to be normal, but everyone else thought I was a fucking freak. The least you could have done was let me know I came from a long line of freaks who might have to save the world."
"I said I was sorry," Phoebe said. "My childhood was no walk in the park either, for your information."
"Oh my god! This isn't about you, you raging narcissist! I can't believe Brigid lived with you for sixteen years and didn't murder you!”
― Kirsten Miller, The Women of Wild Hill

“Once I was on the bus, I crouched in a seat and shut my eyes. I felt the strangest pain. A crushing pain that hurt everywhere. I thought if I took off my heavy city shoes, those crucifying monsters, the agony would ease. I took them off, but the mysterious pain did not leave me. In a way it never has; never will.”
― Truman Capote, One Christmas

“As for my sons, they'll inherit this: enough dirt to be dead in.”
― Sophocles, Oedipus at Colonus

“I could have offered them 22 million by the 28th line and neither of them would have known because none of them read.”
― Niedria Dionne Kenny