In my relations with my husband, there was never any deceit... he never said he was going out on business; he would say he was going to a show, and I would say, 'Fine.'
— Rose Kennedy
I am not going to be licked by tragedy, as life is a challenge, and we must carry on and work for the living as well as mourn for the dead.
As motherhood is the greatest and most natural God-given gift for women for posterity, it would seem that the birth and rearing of children, in the way which to us seems most ideal, would be the most satisfying and the most rewarding career for a woman.
To my mind, there was no one in the world like my father. Wherever he was, there was magic in the air.
Modern candidates seem to have to live with political matters all the time. In my father's time, a politician's home was still his castle.
It is selfish to concern oneself with tragedies.
I do not like candid pictures. They are so unattractive.
It has been said that time heals all wounds. I don't agree. The wounds remain. Time - the mind, protecting its sanity - covers them with some scar tissue and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.
What greater aspiration and challenge are there for a mother than the hope of raising a great son or daughter?
I tell myself that God gave my children many gifts - spirit, beauty, intelligence, the capacity to make friends and to inspire respect. There was only one gift he held back - length of life.
Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety.
Make sure you never, never argue at night. You just lose a good night's sleep, and you can't settle anything until morning anyway.
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?
I have had quite an interesting life. My husband was quite successful in the movies, and we went out frequently with Gloria Swanson and other stars.
Sometimes a mother finds in her midst a handicapped child, one child who is abnormal mentally or physically. Then, a whole new set of baffling difficulties presents themselves, and then fervently she prays and how diligently she searches every avenue to find an answer to that child's problems.
My father had extravagant notions of my beauty, grace, wit, and charm.
I have come to the conclusion that the most important element in human life is faith.
It's wrong for parents to bury their children. It should be the other way around.
My father was a great innovator in public life, but when it came to raising his daughters, no one could have been more conservative.
I'm one of the most fortunate people in the world.
Sometimes I wonder if there is something about my family which invites violence. 'Is it envy,' you ask? I don't know... I've had so much, a son as president, two as senators, a son-in-law who's an ambassador... perhaps God doesn't permit that much.
I'm like old wine. They don't bring me out very often - but I'm well preserved.
Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Prosperity tries the fortunate, adversity the great.
I looked on child rearing not only as a work of love and duty but as a profession that was fully as interesting and challenging as any honorable profession in the world and one that demanded the best that I could bring to it.
When you hold your baby in your arms the first time, and you think of all the things you can say and do to influence him, it's a tremendous responsibility. What you do with him can influence not only him, but everyone he meets and not for a day or a month or a year but for time and eternity.
Now I am in my eighties, and I have known the joys and sorrows of a full life. Age, however, has its privileges. One is to reminisce, and another is to reminisce selectively.
I will never forgive Joe for that awful operation he had performed on Rosemary. It is the only thing I have ever felt bitter toward him about.
My greatest regret is not having gone to Wellesley College. it is something I have felt a little sad about my whole life.
I know not age, nor weariness nor defeat.
In my life, I am often reminded that there is a destiny that rules over us, because no one whom I know about or whom I read about seems to be completely happy during a long time.
I am just an old-fashioned girl.
No one will ever feel sorry for me.
My husband changed jobs so fast that I simply never knew what business he was in.
I've had an exciting time; I married for love and got a little money along with it.
There's nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.
The time will come when it will disgust you to look in the mirror.
It's our money, and we're free to spend it any way we please.
More business is lost every year through neglect than through any other cause.
