“Family is more than blood”

— Cassandra Clare, Share via Whatsapp

“A rubber plant is just about the ideal family.”

— Haruki Murakami, Share via Whatsapp

“It s like he s my family, except better, because I ve chosen him.”

— Patrick Ness, Share via Whatsapp

“Family is the greatest treasure.”

— Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!, Share via Whatsapp

“Sometimes I think it is my fate to live in the wreckage and confusion of crumbling houses.”

— Abdulrazak Gurnah, By the Sea, Share via Whatsapp

“The life that brings light in the family often attracts darkness in form of envy and hatred that stands as encumbrances”

— ETC Wanyanwu, Share via Whatsapp

“It takes more than wings to release one from the bonds of kinship.”

— Betsy Tobin, Ice Land, Share via Whatsapp

“Everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other”

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Share via Whatsapp

“It s the family you choose that counts.”

— Andrew Vachss, Share via Whatsapp

“Losing your family... it puts fear in a different perspective, Chase had once told me.”

— Kristen Simmons, Article 5, Share via Whatsapp

“Promise mw, you will never leave me.”

— Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!, Share via Whatsapp

“Family. Couldn t live with them, couldn t run a stake through them.”

— Chloe Neill, Blood Games, Share via Whatsapp

“The apple doesn t fall far from the tree......unless that tree s growing on top of a hill.”

— John DePrey, Share via Whatsapp

“Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course.”

— Jonathan Tropper, Share via Whatsapp

“When your mother asks, Do you want a piece of advice? it s a mere formality. It doesn t matter if you answer yes or no. You re going to get it anyway.”

— Erma Bombeck, Share via Whatsapp

“ At Christmas, tea is compulsory. Relatives are optional.”

— Robert Godden, Share via Whatsapp

“Abe held my gaze a bit longer and then broke into an easy smile. ʺOf course, of course. This is a family gathering. A celebration. And look: hereʹs our newest member.ʺ Dimitri had joined us and wore black and white like my mother and me. He stood beside me, conspicuously not touching. ʺMr. Mazur,ʺ he said formally, nodding a greeting to both of them. ʺGuardian Hathaway.ʺ Dimitri was seven years older than me, but right then, facing my parents, he looked like he was sixteen and about to pick me up for a date. ʺAh, Belikov,ʺ said Abe, shaking Dimitriʹs hand. ʺIʹd been hoping weʹd run into each other. Iʹd really like to get to know you better. Maybe we can set aside some time to talk, learn more about life, love, et cetera. Do you like to hunt? You seem like a hunting man. Thatʹs what we should do sometime. I know a great spot in the woods. Far, far away. We could make a day of it. Iʹve certainly got a lot of questions Iʹd like to ask you. A lot of things Iʹd like to tell you too.ʺ I shot a panicked look at my mother, silently begging her to stop this. Abe had spent a good deal of time talking to Adrian when we dated, explaining in vivid and gruesome detail exactly how Abe expected his daughter to be treated. I did not want Abe taking Dimitri off alone into the wilderness, especially if firearms were involved. ʺActually,ʺ said my mom casually. ʺIʹd like to come along. I also have a number of questions—especially about when you two were back at St. Vladimirʹs.ʺ ʺDonʹt you guys have somewhere to be?ʺ I asked hastily. ʺWeʹre about to start.ʺ That, at least, was true. Nearly everyone was in formation, and the crowd was quieting. ʺOf course,ʺ said Abe. To my astonishment, he brushed a kiss over my forehead before stepping away. ʺIʹm glad youʹre back.ʺ Then, with a wink, he said to Dimitri: ʺLooking forward to our chat.ʺ ʺRun,ʺ I said when they were gone. ʺIf you slip out now, maybe they wonʹt notice. Go back to Siberia. Actually, said Dimitri, I m pretty sure Abe would notice. Don t worry, Roza. I m not afraid. I ll take whatever heat they give me over being with you. It s worth it.”

— Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice, Share via Whatsapp