Isn't it a remarkable coincidence almost everyone has the same religion as their parents ? And it always just happens to be the right religion. Religions run in families. If we'd been brought up in ancient Greece we would all be worshiping Zeus and Apollo. If we had been born Vikings we would be worshiping Wotan and Thor. How does this come about ? Through childhood indoctrination.
Life for the unhappy is an endless search for 'the good parent,' one who will truly love him instead of making him afraid.
Coaches know that a parent publicly scolding his kid after a race will not help the athlete perform better.
At long last he was unencumbered, emancipated from the stifling world of his parents and peers, a world of abstraction and security and material excess, a world in which he felt grievously cut off from the raw throb of existence.
Sometimes maybe children also fulfill their parents' secrets desire.
I was the kind of kid whose parents would drop him off at the local town library on their way to work, and I'd go and work my way through the children's area.
My parents are deeply pious Hindus.
I became a degenerate artist. My parents were shaped by their own experiences, and artists weren't so useful in the death camps.
Being Latin parents makes us extremely expressive with our affections.
My mum's from Yorkshire and my parents aren't snotty or posh - they're very hard workers, both of them.
Only this much I knew - that under ideal conditions, true education could be imparted only by the parents, and that then there should be the minimum of outside help.
The best part about being friends with your parents is that no matter what you do, they have to keep loving you.
It's very kind of 'Wuthering Heights' where my parents' house is, moors and deserted. It's very wild and mystic.
You're trying to get a comfort zone with the parents. You want the family to feel comfortable with me in charge of their son.
To my parents, writing seemed precarious and not the best idea.
There was a certain amount of discipline, I think; my parents wanted to be sure that I was not just sitting around doing nothing.
I'm really trying to dredge up what one might call intellectual and moral material. For example, when do you realize that you are an American? What age does that happen to you? When do you realize what religion your parents practice? When does it all become conscious? I was interested in exploring all of that.
My parents wanted to light my artistic candle. But over time, the definition of 'the arts' began to stretch. And as I got older, they suddenly realized, Oh, my God, we're the parents of Iggy Pop.
The best kind of parent you can be is to lead by example.
sometimes the very faults of parents produce a tendency to opposite virtues in their children.