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Last updated on November 16, 2024.
I lost my girl a couple years back, Aaliyah, in a plane crash. I wasn't expecting that, and also, my mother died, and at the time, my father wasn't in my life; the only person that took care of me was my mom.
I came to Harlem from West Virginia when I was three, after my mother died. My father, who was very poor, gave me up to two wonderful people, my foster parents.
My mum died when I was 14. That is a kind of strange age to lose a mother. John lost his mum when he was 17. — © Paul McCartney
My mum died when I was 14. That is a kind of strange age to lose a mother. John lost his mum when he was 17.
I do think about how different my life might have been had my mother not died so young, but I try not to delve into it too deeply, as it's like 'Sliding Doors,' isn't it? You just don't know.
A terrific sadness swept over Jerry. As if somebody had died. The way he felt standing in the cemetry that day they buried his mother. And nothing you could do about it.
My mother's cross was given to me when she died. I like to have it always close to me.
My childhood was kind of complicated. I have an older sister, but my father, my mother's husband, died when I was four years old. So I only had my mum and sister, really.
The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
I died for Beauty--but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room
When Christ died, He died for you individually just as much as if you'd been the only man in the world.
[On her mother, who died when Hutton was 4:] I hardly remember her, but I have missed her all my life.
India was the motherland of our race, and Sanskrit the mother of Europe's languages: she was the mother of our philosophy; mother, through the Arabs, of much of our mathematics; mother, through the Buddha, of the ideals embodied in Christianity; mother, through the village community, of self-government and democracy. Mother India is in many ways the mother of us all.
When my father died, the money he left us would have dried up within a year were it not for my mother... We might very well have ended up on welfare. — © Bernice King
When my father died, the money he left us would have dried up within a year were it not for my mother... We might very well have ended up on welfare.
If I died snowboarding, you could honestly tell everybody in the world that Jeremy London died happy.
My grandfather and my uncle both died from colorectal cancer, my dad almost died from it and I have the gene for it.
You see, my mother was a district nurse until she died when I was 14, and we used to move from time to time because of her work.
At the age of 62, my father died of cancer - it was much too soon. My mother never remarried or got over it, never even thought of another man.
When my father died, I was living in England. It was very traumatic that he died when I was away.
I have died many times. I have actually beaten Jesus Christ because he only died once.
When my father died in Greece, leaving my mother strapped, a cheque arrived next day from my Greek publishers who'd just bought two of my books for pounds 500.
Noting his mother's visit to Las Vegas the weekend before she died. She got to go to heaven four days early.
When my mother died when I was 15, it felt like the end of my dreams of becoming a dancer - I had a sister and a brother and we had to pull together to look after the house and my father.
My mother had had six children in five and a half years, and three of them died in that time.
My second wife, the mother of one of my sons, died of murder. I was not with her, but I could have saved her. I think.
I had known a couple of people who had died, but the loss of my mother contained something of the profoundly unknowable.
My father died when I was young, and after he did, my mother had it tough. Very tough.
My mother died when I was five, and all I did was sit and cry. I cried and cried and cried all day, until the neighbors went away.
Geraldine Ferraro, the first woman to run for vice president, died from multiple myeloma. Frank Reynolds, the ABC anchorman, who I had talked to toward the end of his life, not knowing what he had, died from it. Later I found out that Frank McGee, who was the Today Show host, died from it.
My father died in 1957, just before I was born. My mother went to her Jewish aunt, who slammed the door in her face.
I always thought I would die of cancer because my mom and my dad both died of cancer. My dad died of osteocancer, and my mom died of colon cancer.
I always wonder, aside from even my name, what if my parents never split up? What if my mother never died? It swirls in my head all the time.
There is no theoretical study of motherhood. You know, before I became a mother, I did play a mother, but I was like - I was more thinking of my own mother. I was doing my mother.
Lads, you're not to miss practice unless your parents died or you died.
When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.
My mother died of a stroke in 1974, and for a long time, I blamed myself. She was utterly devastated when I told her I was a lesbian not long before.
When my father died, I did not cry. When my cat died three days later, I cried a lot.
Picasso was a delightful, kindly, friendly, simple little man. When I met him he was extremely excited and overjoyed that his mother-in-law had just died, and he was looking forward to the funeral.
No one ever died from smoking marijuana, but millions of people have died by believing politicians. — © Harry Browne
No one ever died from smoking marijuana, but millions of people have died by believing politicians.
When my father died, I was nine or 10, and my mother was like a dad and a mom to me. She raised me and supported me when I came to the U.S.
Before my mother died, she made me promise to do everything that could be done to make sure my father was not left alone after she was gone.
Has there ever been a society which has died of dissent? Several have died of conformity in our lifetime.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (whose mother died ten days after she was born) wrote a novel that anticipates Semmelweis's discovery and serves as a parable for the destructive power of decaying matter.
Then you should have died! Died, rather than betray your friends, as we would have done for you!
Her mother died at the age of 29, essentially turning her face to the wall and deciding to die. And so we can only imagine the agony she felt. And Eleanor Roosevelt really wanted to make her mother happier, and - and to make her live, you know, make her want to live. And there's something about, you know, when your mother dies, this sense of abandonment. I think Eleanor Roosevelt had a lifelong fear of abandonment and sense of abandonment after her parents' death.
My father died when I was 10; my sister got polio a couple of years later and was paralyzed. So there I was - my sister in a wheel chair, my father gone, and my mother a quiet little mouse. You see, it was the '30s in the South, so my mother was not prepared to cope. So I was scared to death. And being that scared, everything afterward became a struggle not to go down the drain. Struggling became a way of life for me.
I grew up in a house full of faith, and my mother died when I was a little girl, and I found comfort in my faith.
Everyone has their dates. For me, it's 1991. I can place every memory of my life either before or after this date. It's the year I became an adult. My mother died, and I created my company shortly thereafter.
I died. I died and someone made a clerical error and I am in Heaven. — © Jim Butcher
I died. I died and someone made a clerical error and I am in Heaven.
[After my mother died, I had a feeling that was] not unlike the homesickness that always filled me for the first few days when I went to stay at my grandparents'' house, and even, I was stunned to discover, during the first few months of my freshman year at college. It was not really the home my mother had made that I yearned for. But I was sick in my soul for that greater meaning of home that we understand most purely when we are children, when it is a metaphor for all possible feelings of security, of safety, of what is predictable, gentle, and good in life.
When my mother and my grandmother died three months apart, I knew my world was over. They were everything to me and my world was shattered.
When Christ died, He died for you individually just as much as if you had been the only person in the world.
I guess the most seminal moment going early way back was my father died when I was 3 years old. I was raised by my grandparents, and my mother went back and got a degree.
When my mother died, my father's early widowhood gave him social cachet he would not have had if they had divorced. He was a bigger catch for the sorrow attached.
Rilke has a very bizarre relationship to women because his mother had an older child, a girl who died when she was a baby. So when Rilke was born she named him Sophie and dressed him as a girl until he was 7. And psychologically, the repercussions of that made him the genius that he is. By the time he was 35, he was continuously falling in love with older women, mother figures, spiritual mothers.
When my parents died they both were 47, and they died of complications of different diseases; one being diabetes.
Well, my mother, I knew until I was 13. She died when I was 13.
My mother died when I was two years old; that's why I have so many daddy issues. And that's why my relationship with my dad is so strong.
If you aren't telling a good story, nobody thinks you died too soon; they just think you died.
When my father died, my mother was still alive. And I think when your second parent dies, there is that shock: 'Oh man, I'm an orphan.' There's also this relief: It's done; it's finished; it's over.
I often think, "How many ways have I died in the movies?" I guess I can find out now. I'm always thinking of ways that I haven't died. "Well, I've been killed this way in this movie, but I haven't died this way yet." I don't think I've ever been guillotined, or anything like that.
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