I Love My Parents Quotes

I love my parents in the way most children would: for having been there at every point in my youth and childhood, ready to pick me up when I fell and support me when I stumbled.

I love [my parents], but what if I could really talk to them? I mean, what if they had some answers? Or would that just be too weird?

Children desperately need to know – and to hear in ways they understand and remember – that they’re loved and valued by mom and dad.

Parents must get across the idea that “I love you always, but sometimes I do not love your behavior.”

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

History is the same thing over and over again.

If you raise your children to feel that they can accomplish any goal or task they decide upon, you will have succeeded as a parent and you will have given your children the greatest of all blessings.

Your children need your presence more than your presents.

No matter how far we come, our parents are always in us.

Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person’s character lies in their own hands.

I love my parents. But I’m almost 28 and it’s not fun to be asked, ‘What are you doing today? What do you want for dinner? When are you going to be home?’ It just makes you feel like a kid. It’s this juxtaposition of feeling annoyed and really lucky to have people who love you so much.

I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you’ll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn’t.

Youth fades, love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; A mother’s secret hope outlives them all.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.

The most important thing that parents can teach their children is how to get along without them.

It’s a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful.