We all fall down. It’s about how we get up.
There’s only one way these beads could make me feel good, love. And it involves a whole different act.[to Cameron, about rosary beads]
There are no second chances. We get one shot at loving and raising our kids.[to Wayne]
That’s what we do when our family needs us. Things we wouldn’t do otherwise.
Sometimes the heart beats the head.
Somebody hurts your baby, you never get over it.[to Jax]
Seems no matter how deep I bury that s***, someone always digs it up.[to Maureen]
Nothing gets in the way of me taking care of my family, especially my conscience.[to Wendy]
Not a lot of gray in this life, sweetheart. Extremes become average.[to Tara]
My son loves deep, hates deeper. It’s in our genes.[to Tara]
Motherless children. They make people do drastic things.
Love don’t mean s***. Men need to own their p***y. His has been violated. He’ll find another. It’s what they do.[about Clay]