Melanie Martinez Quotes

Nick glowered at Ash. "Are we through now, Dad? Can I go play with my friends if I promise to be a good boy? I'll even try and make it home by curfew." Ash laughed evilly. "Oh, absolutely, son. In fact, here come your new playmates now.

My mom says that my dad coerced me into choosing the cello. He says that's not entirely true. I don't remember; I was three.

My dad, bless him, was a musician. And his dad had thought that his music was rubbish.

In terms of the frustration of my character, I suppose any teenager has probably gone through that, in terms of telling their parents, I want to do one thing, and their parent says no. I think parents sometimes forget that they were children.

At Murry Bergtraum High I wanted to be as different from my father as possible. So I acted out in school, I was very anti-authority.

I told my mother-in-law that my house was her house, and she said, 'Get the hell off my property.'

I got the dragon on my leg when I was still living with my dad. He's not a fan of tattoos, so I had to get it behind his back; he kind of freaked out when he saw it.

I got into a lot of trouble. Maybe that's why my parents didn't really like me and I didn't blend in with my family. I was always the naughty one.

My father used to say, 'What the hell are you listening to? Put that bloody rubbish off.' And it was The Beatles.

We have arguments [with my father] and we had a lot of arguments in the years when I was at Michigan.

Vaisey said, "Is it because your parents don't understand you?" Charlie said, "No, it's because our parents understand us very well, and that is why they wanted us to go away.

If your mom was here, she would flip her top over your grades." "Flip her lid," I muttered.

Every day after work, my mom and I go shopping. My dad is about to kill me. I say, We need it, daddy!

This is my father. Try what you can with him! He won't listen to me, because he remembers what a fool I was when I was a baby.

As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure; but there's no love lost between us.

Isn't a kid alive who doesn't dream about rewarding her folks, or punishing them.

Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?" The front door was locked. "Here, talk to Grace" "Mommy isn't going to give a different answer than Daddy," Cole said, but I handed her the phone anyway.

Alex decided he’d had enough. He put down his knife. “All right,” he said. “You’ve made it pretty clear that you don’t want to work with me. Well, that’s fine. Because I don’t want to work with you either. And for what it’s worth, nobody would ever believe you were my mom because no mom would ever behave like you.” “Alex…,” Carver began. “Forget it! I’m going back to London. And if you’re Mr. Byrne asks why, you can tell him I didn’t like the jelly, so I went home to get some jam.

The first time my mom found condoms in my room, she literally started crying hysterically.

When the time came to say, "Mom, I want to do this as a job," it was brutal. She was really against it. There were screaming matches. Some people are shut down by that and get defeated by it, and other people are empowered by the negativity. My father kind of encouraged me through that.

Your mom isn’t going to let me step foot inside this place. I’ve seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.

My relationship with my father had been on the proverbial fritz since the time I was fifteen and called the police to report him for child molesting. He had never molested me, but I wanted to have a party that weekend and needed him out of the house.

Her little sister will tell you she don't live here anymore.

With my old man I got no respect. When he took me hunting he gave me a three minute head start. Then on the way home he tied me to the fender and put the deer in the car.