As regards plots I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots.
Magnifying a matter is not the way to mend it.
If I were not a child with my parents, they would be more unloving toward me.
Parents have too little respect for their children, just as the children have too much for the parents.
We are always children to our mothers.
We do not discuss the members of our family to their faces.