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Certain is it
that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a
father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire;
to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is
something which there are no words to express.
-- Joseph Addison
1672-1719, British Essayist,
Poet, Statesman
A friend who
is near and dear may in time become as useless as a
relative.
-- George Ade
1866-1944, American Humorist,
Playwright
The family is
the school of duties... founded on love.
-- Felix Adler
1851-1933, American Educator,
Social Critic
A farmer who
had a quarrelsome family called his sons and told them to
lay a bunch of sticks before him. Then, after laying the
sticks parallel to one another and binding them, he
challenged his sons, one after one, to pick up the bundle
and break it. They all tried, but in vain. Then, untying the
bundle, he gave them the sticks to break one by one. This
they did with the greatest ease. Then said the father, Thus,
my sons, as long as you remain united, you are a match for
anything, but differ and separate, and you are undone.
-- Aesop
620-560 BC, Greek Fabulist
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Our notion of
the perfect society embraces the family as its center and
ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children
appear to animate and complete the picture.
-- Amos Bronson Alcott
1799-1888, American Educator,
Social Reformer
Love, by
reason of its passion, destroys the in-between which relates
us to and separates us from others. As long as its spell
lasts, the only in-between which can insert itself between
two lovers is the child, love's own product. The child, this
in-between to which the lovers now are related and which
they hold in common, is representative of the world in that
it also separates them; it is an indication that they will
insert a new world into the existing world. Through the
child, it is as though the lovers return to the world from
which their love had expelled them. But this new
worldliness, the possible result and the only possibly happy
ending of a love affair, is, in a sense, the end of love,
which must either overcome the partners anew or be
transformed into another mode of belonging together.
-- Hannah Arendt
1906-1975, German-born
American Political Philosopher
Cruel is the
strife of brothers.
-- Aristotle
BC 384-322, Greek Philosopher
Rarely do
members of the same family grow up under the same roof.
-- Richard Bach
1936-, American Author
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