Happy Father’s Day Quotes: 922+ Quotes For Father

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Happy Father’s Day Quotes: Everyone in the world wants to live in a family where they live with their father, Mother, Brother, and beloved sister. Not everyone gets everything they wanted. Only lucky people get family, father, and mother. Father is the backbone of the family. without a father, you just always feel alone. While I am writing this I am very emotional to describe my feeling. To make this father’s day even more special I collected over 922+ Quotes about father. I am dividing them into 4 parts so you can read them easily. I am arranging the quotes Short to long so basically, the more you will go down the bigger quotes you will get about your father, Don’t Forget to wish your father with such especially collected Happy Father’s Day Quotes.

Father's Day Quotes
Father's Day Quotes
  • “Breathing is underrated.” ― Stacey Lee
  • “I am my father’s daughter.” ― E.Y. Laster
  • “It’s really bad when dads cry.” ― Sarah Ockler
  • “I will not be my father’s dog.” ― Neil Gaiman
  • “Not every Father is a Dad..” ― Brighton Mabuya
  • “Blood is thicker, blood is brighter.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “A single lie is the father of all lies” ― Sheeja Jose
  • “May the Father judge him justly.” ― George R.R. Martin
  • “I want to be my children’s hero.” ― Aaron Kyle Andresen
  • “Behind every great man is a man greater, his father.” ― Habeeb Akande
  • “Ludens was continually aware of his father’s distress.” ― Iris Murdoch
  • “The thing I miss most from home is having a home.” ― Anthony Liccione
  • “Tough times don’t define you, they refine you. ‪” ― Carlos A. Rodriguez
  • “You can feel Love when your child reaches for your hand.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “to an uncircumcised father, irreverent son.” ― Jaime Tenorio Valenzuela
  • “A father is the template of a man Nature gives a girl” ― Allison Pearson
  • “Father is Everyone’s First Preceptor. Happy Father’s Day!” ― Mohith Agadi
  • “My father was a man, and I know the sex pretty well.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell
  • “You may be my new princess. But your mama is my queen.” ― Rachel Van Dyken
  • “He looks a hell of a lot like me, only a fair bit older.” ― Steven Herrick
  • “My Son, Only Tax and Death are for sure Happy Father’s Day.” ― Csaba Gabor
  • “Time keeps me working cause I never wanna be left behind.” ― Jordan Hoechlin
  • “A foolish son can only dazzle his father with dirt.” ― VKBoy, Shambala Sect
  • “Some men do not know the father of ‘their children.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “We must avoid possession,” he said. “But, oh, let me kiss you.” ― Anaïs Nin
  • “Fathers are no longer men, most are only boys who pretend.” ― Delano Johnson
  • “I kill things…and eat them.” Axel Reid Happy Father’s Day.” ― Harper Sloan
  • “Seed becomes a tree, the son becomes stranger Happy Father’s Day.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “And now I’m humming Toni Braxton. Fuck you, Donovan O’Neil.” ― colleen hoover
  • “Your father… doesn’t work late for you to pinch his dinner.” ― Susan Cooper
  • “Das Blut allein macht lange noch den Vater nicht.” ― Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
  • “Your lifestyle shows who your father is Happy Father’s Day.” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “In all of your living, don’t forget to live Happy Father’s Day.” ― Ricky Maye
  • “She needs you, Daniel. She needs her father Happy Father’s Day.” ― Zøe Haslie
  • “Run, Torak! The bear…is…possessed… Happy Father’s Day.” ― Michelle Paver
  • “Anyone can make a baby, but it takes a man to be a father.” ― Ta-Nehisi Coates
  • “No role brings greater joy or blessing than being a parent.” ― Elizabeth George
  • “A man who is not a father to his children can never be a real man,” ― Mario Puzo
  • “My father was an amazing man. The older I got, the smarter he got.” ― Mark Twain
  • “my mom always love me forever and my dad always love me forever” ― Shaun Johnson
  • “Fathers should also be emotionally available.(From Kinderpraat)” ― A.J. Beirens
  • “Some of us can live without a society but not without a family.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “Like Mum and that bastard.” “You mean Da?”Call him what you like.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “Healthy boys grow into healthy men Happy Father’s Day.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “Esta noche quiero escapar y meterme en la historia de alguien más.” ― David Sheff
  • “One is worthy as a son when he removes all his father’s troubles.” ― Dada Bhagwan
  • “Jesus is more interested in your heart than your ministry.” ― Carlos A. Rodriguez
  • “Don’t focus on the mountain; focus on the mountain mover!” HS/el” ― Evinda Lepins
  • “FATHERFortunateAdaptableTolerantHeroicEnterprisingReliable” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “Was my father someone else? And if he was someone else, who was I?” ― André Aciman
  • “Prayer is the answer to earthly troubles Happy Father’s Day.” ― Grace Dola Balogun
  • “I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.” ― Richard Llewellyn
  • “You don’t need the help of politicians to be a good teacher, Peter.” ― Audrey Magee
  • “Happy Graduation,” he said.”Now go get her Happy Father’s Day.” ― Jennifer E. Smith
  • “Don’t let hard lessons harden your heart Happy Father’s Day.” ― Carlos A. Rodriguez
  • “Teaching a boy to be a man is the primary job of a father.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “Our Heavenly Father has created a blessing just for you every day.” ― Eve M. Harrell
  • “Victory occurs when you let God fight your battles Happy Father’s Day.” ― Jim George
  • “It is wonderful to be physically present in the same space as a child.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “My Dad has been a feminist, way before I learned how to spell the word.” ― Shahla Khan
  • “No love is greater than that of a father for His son Happy Father’s Day.” ― Dan Brown
  • “Just because your father’s presence, doesn’t mean he isn’t absent.” ― Elizabeth Acevedo
  • “But my father, a thief in many ways, had robbed me of my concentration.” ― Mitch Albom
  • “What did I know, what did I know of love’s austere and lonely offices?” ― Robert Hayden
  • “A girl doesn’t need a hero in her life, she needs a father, doesn’t she?” ― Zøe Haslie
  • “(talking about his father) 230 pounds of nickels in Sears slacks.” ― Bruce Springsteen
  • “The amount of time we give to something indicates it’s important to us.” ― Jim George
  • “A father knows his child’s heart, as only a child can know his fathers.” ― Kazuo Koike
  • “Can you become a man without becoming your father? Happy Father’s Day.” ― Hisham Matar
  • “It takes great courage to love unconditionally Happy Father’s Day.” ― Isaac Mogilevsky
  • “It is the duty of every father… to write fairy tales for his children.” ― Oscar Wilde
  • “Almost every child is born expecting love and connection to be available.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “to love is to destroy and that to be loved is the one to be destroyed” ― Cassandra Clare
  • “You are nothing like my father. And like my father you are nothing.” ― Eduardo C. Corral
  • “God is the only book that can never be touched, open and seen.” ― Michael Bassey Johnson
  • “Be more than a father, be a dad. Be more than a figure, be an example.” ― Steve Maraboli
  • “He was what she had always needed her father to be Happy Father’s Day.” ― Jordan Weisman
  • “Honey, there is no one right way to eat cannelloni Happy Father’s Day.” ― Alyssa Brugman
  • “God is never angry for His sake, only for ours Happy Father’s Day.” ― St. Thomas Aquinas
  • “I ask you to kill my father for the crime of bringing me into existence.” ― Dexter Palmer
  • “We never get over our fathers, and we’re not required to. (Irish Proverb)” ― Martin Sheen
  • “A good leader will seek the wisdom of others. After all, no man is an island!” ― Jim George
  • “I have done at least one good thing: become a person my father would hate.” ― Rivers Solomon
  • “It’s the great surprise of my life that I ended up loving [my father] so much.” ― Pat Conroy
  • “I always loved him more after he had scolded me than I did at any other time.” ― Ralph Moody
  • “There is no substitute for your impassioned prayers on behalf of your children” ― Jim George
  • “In challenging times man remembers and requires his family first, God later.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “The way people talked about fathers could almost make you glad not to have one.” ― John Green
  • “Healing, it turns out, is a journey. It doesn’t happen all at once.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “Any man can become a father, but it takes a devoted man to become a daddy.” ― Wilfred Bostwick
  • “It is a father’s job to love his daughter in the way she needs to be loved.” ― Karin Slaughter
  • “(Don Fey had a large rubber stamp that said “bullshit,” which was and is awesome.)” ― Tina Fey
  • “Every major accomplishment in a man’s life requires a major level of commitment.” ― Jim George
  • “It is not flesh and blood, but the heart which makes us fathers and sons.” ― Friedrich von Schiller
  • “In half-hour my mother has managed to give me what my father couldn’t: my past.” ― Jodi Picoult
  • “Parents can cultivate the character of a child, not the competence of a child.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “My father was cursed,” James said from the darkness. “Whereas I? I’m damned.” ― Cassandra Clare
  • “Sons aspire to either become their father or vie to be his exact opposite.” ― Kilroy J. Oldster
  • “Así que anoche viste realmente a tu padre… Lo encontraste dentro de ti mismo.” ― J.K. Rowling
  • “Your daughter’s coming of age, you ought to let her see the world a little.” ― Susumu Katsumata
  • “My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it” ― Clarence B. Kelland
  • “If I could be half of what my mother was, I’d be twice the man I am now.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “If necessity is the mother of invention, then dissatisfaction must be its father.” ― Jeffrey Fry
  • “My father used to say that stupid people think. (I really don’t agree with him!)” ― Deyth Banger
  • “The soul of a child is the loveliest flower that grows in the garden of God.” ― Elizabeth George
  • “You have my whole heart. You always did. You’re the best guy. You always were.” ― Cormac McCarthy
  • “No Son [. . .] Not a traitor to your country. Much worse. A traitor to your soul.” ― Ruta Sepetys
  • “Si no quiere abrazarme, entonces que tampoco se acerque para golpearme.” ― Maria Fernanda Heredia
  • “He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.” ― Nina LaCour
  • “In your name, the family name is at last because it’s the family name that lasts.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “It feels good to have parents, but it feels even better to not have an evil one.” ― M.F. Moonzajer
  • “People are supposed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought.” ― Veronica Roth
  • “The one who say thanks to his mother and father, is the biggest fool in the world.” ― Srinu Maripi
  • “Fathers and daughters have a special bond. She is always daddy’s little girl.” ― Richard L. Ratliff
  • “To Be Raised Without An Earthly Father Is Never An Excuse Not To Discover Purpose” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “Well, fathers and sons… one way or the other, they always disappoint each other.” ― Robert Ferrigno
  • “I swear we’d lose our hearts if they weren’t with elastic and butterfly pinclasped safely in.” ― Todd Boss
  • “A son is an unfulfilled man’s last attempt to fulfill his unfulfilled dreams.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “Only a foolish child would go swimming in the river that swallowed his father.” ― Bamigboye Olurotimi
  • “God is merciful to all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a judge.” ― Alexandre Dumas
  • “We don’t lose ourselves in parenthood. We find parts of ourselves we never knew existed.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “A great father is one whose children look up to him rather than away from him.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “Not everyone knows what it is to have your father’s rival’s penis inches from your nose.” ― Ian McEwan
  • “It’s a vanity to think that a legitimate shamanistic experience can be purchased.” ― Father John Misty
  • “The nation of my father is too strong for a man who cannot command even his own body.” ― Conn Iggulden
  • “My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” ― Jim Valvano
  • “When a parent leaves their baby to cry on its own, aloneness and separation is imparted.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “پدرم گفت: دوستت دارم، پس دعا می‌کنم پدر نشویمادرم بیشتر پشیمان که از خدا خواست من پسر بشوم” ― مهدی فرجی
  • “When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.” ― Yiddish Proverb
  • “The sons of God are different because they are givers, just like their Heavenly father” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “The practice and path of connecting with a child is a gift to you, the child and the world” ― Tara Bianca
  • “To know you’ll never see your father again is to realize one of life’s greatest pains.” ― Saim .A. Cheeda
  • “I think any dad who slices a large pickle in two for their kids’ sandwich is always a good dad!” ― Zidrou
  • “If you’re not willing to give your life away, never bring a child into your life.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Because this is Beth’s fight, and that’s what fathers do for their little girls,’ he said.” ― Tom Pollock
  • “If you want to know what God thinks about any situation in the world, think like a parent.” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “Fathers are ironic, they want democracy in their country but dictatorship in their home.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “A whore Ailean may have been, but a loving, caring whore who adored his offspring and mate.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “We must work so hard in our lives that our father can get the status of a respected father.” ― Imran Anjum
  • “Shetani akikupa hela chukua. Hiyo hela ameiiba kutoka kwa Baba. Ukishaichukua, toa zaka.” ― Enock Maregesi
  • “Be less the general and more a father. Hold her close at night and chase the shadows away.” ― Laura Frantz
  • “Our prayer should address our Father with the complete understanding of God’s fatherhood” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “There’s no better cure for the fear of taking after one’s father, than not to know who he is.” ― André Gide
  • “Every broken child will have a hardcore corner of a devilish father or mother in his mind!” ― Fahad Basheer
  • “Father, in those moments of utter exasperation, help me to want You as much as I need You!” ― Evinda Lepins
  • “Fathers. Mothers. With all their caring and attention. They will f— you up, every time.” ― Chuck Palahniuk
  • “المرأة تولد زوجة لتكون أما بعد ذلك والرجل لا يولد زوجا ولا أبا وإنما يصير زوجا ويجد نفسه أبا !” ― أنيس منصور
  • “You can’t rest on yesterday’s growth. You must be dedicated to growing today… and every day.” ― Jim George
  • “I guess that’s the soft spot for orphans, eh? We’re so hungry for a father that we go blind.” ― Emory R. Frie
  • “You can take the Indian out of the family, but you cannot take the family out of the Indian.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “My lord father used to say a man should never draw his sword unless he means to use it.” ― George R.R. Martin
  • “Sometimes you have to travel back in time, skirting the obstacles, in order to love someone.” ― Frances Mayes
  • “Oh, sorry. I’m not . . . uh . . . interrupting something that will make me uncomfortable, am I?” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “Men like his father avoided hard feelings. They buried themselves in their work and their drink.” ― J.R. Potts
  • “Father as a piece of matchstick burns more to make his family happy by sacrificing himself.” ― Srinivas Mishra
  • “Was it too much to expect the rest of the world to care about grammar or pay attention to details?” ― Tina Fey
  • “When have you ever known a child to fight against the wishes of their father when they come of age?” ― E.Y. Laster
  • “The vast majority of incest begins years before the earliest conceivable age of consent. p4” ― Judith Lewis Herman
  • “Sometimes it seemed like the whole point of life was not to die the same death as your father.” ― Christopher Bollen
  • “My mother said my father had a drop of dragon blood.”Two drops. That, or a cock six feet long.” ― George R.R. Martin
  • “It is very easy to be a military strategist, a mercenary, or a king, but much harder to be a father.” ― Nadia Scrieva
  • “He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.” ― Cormac McCarthy
  • “A mother is always a mother since a mother is a biological fact, whilst a father is a movable feast.” ― Angela Carter
  • “My hands.Strong and callous. They are industrious. Grasping. Digging. Hauling. Shaping.My tools.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “Fly you crows. My father was not a spectacle. He was the greatest man I ever knew. He was my everything.” ― Stacey Lee
  • “He could hardly breathe at the thought of his son and Quintana in Sorel with no one to protect them.” ― Melina Marchetta
  • “We are witnessing a time where children are rising up in their power as voices for inspirational change.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Kids are scared, uncertain, and just finding their way. Be a loving mentor. Extend your wisdom patiently.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “The first time he saw me, comatose with a head the size of 3 basketballs, he didn’t even think it was me.” ― Amy Rankin
  • “A strange thing has happened as I’ve aged; I have felt my parents’ love for me more strongly every year.” ― Bo Caldwell
  • “I might ask if I am a good Dad to the child within me, for all effective parenting begins there.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “God’s father’s heart is open to all who would come. and to all who would have an open heart.~Cam Richmond~” ― Cam Richmond
  • “Dad, despite the fact you can be a right grumpy bastard, I’m so incredibly grateful to have you in my life.” ― K.A. Hill
  • “Those are Father’s words, Inan. His decisions. Not yours. We are our own people. We make our own choices.” ― Tomi Adeyemi
  • “Fathers have a way of either distorting the character of God or rightly representing it to their son.” ― Isaac Mogilevsky
  • “My responsibility as a father to my young daughter during COVID-19 required me to ignore President Trump.” ― Steven Magee
  • “Oh, my father, such a difficult man. His world turned on his axis. From “The Father Tamer” in BREATHE IN” ― Eileen Granfors
  • “Mendacity is a system that we live in,” declares Brick. “Liquor is one way out an death’s the other.” ― Tennessee Williams
  • “Death was kind.” He drew a sharp breath. “But no father should have to give such a kindness to his child.” ― Mark Lawrence
  • “True men embrace their responsibility. They know being a father should be real, not just owning a name.” ― Ephantus Mwenda
  • “My dad’s life was magnificent, but only if I let myself see and remember more than his years of decline.” ― Lisa J. Shultz
  • “أحيانًا يخيفني، ويرعبني، ويذكرني بطفولتي، إنني أشتاق لأن أكون أكثرا شبهًا به. إن كل رجل يبدأ موته بموت أبيه.” ― Orhan Pamuk
  • “Non capì, comprese. Perché comprendere era di più, era un abbraccio, era prendere con sé, era farne parte.” ― Cetta De Luca
  • “You may no longer be in school, but you must never stop learning. We need to be as smart as the white ghosts.” ― Stacey Lee
  • “It is not that you give birth to a child that matters most. Rather, it is what you birth into them.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “He was like my father. They each wanted me to be their audience, to hear the things they needed to express.” ― Richard Ford
  • “A boy is a magical creature – you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can’t lock him out of your heart.” ― Allan Beck
  • “A mi papá solo lo tuve cinco años de mi vida, Rolón. Sin embargo, es lo más importante que he tenido jamás.” ― Gabriel Rolón
  • “I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I please.” ― Erin Morgenstern
  • “That left only four potential people, and one of them is a girl, and I don’t think she did any siring.” ― Chelsea M. Campbell
  • “If the Ganges is the mother, Himalayas is the father. One nurtures and nourishes, the other provides and protects.” ― Vinita Kinra
  • “Inside my house, nobody was home, except everybody, but it was easy to feel like those were one and the same.” ― Alison Espach
  • “My father spoke with his hands. He was deaf. His voice was in his hands. And his hands contained his memories.” ― Myron Uhlberg
  • “Some men became fathers mainly to show that they are not gay. Some, only to hide the fact that they are.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “According to most studies on the subject, boys who grow up without fathers grow up at a disadvantage.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “To an old father, nothing is sweeter than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.” ― Euripides
  • “You wanted to kill your father in order to be your father yourself. Now you are your father, but a dead father.” ― Sigmund Freud
  • “You can see Love emanating from a baby when they make googly eyes with you or when they look deep into your eyes.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “I need a father. I need a mother. I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty.” ― Sylvia Plath
  • “God loves us because of who he is not because of anything we do. He is obligated by his nature alone to love us.” ― Karl Forehand
  • “If you love the father of your child you feel he has given enough. If you don’t love him all you want is his money.” ― Fay Weldon
  • “Parents expect only two things from their children, obedience in their childhood and respect in their adulthood.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “В окото ѝ се събира нова сълза: тази сутрин страхът ѝ бе попречил да спаси вероятно последната следа от баща си.” ― Ружа Лазарова
  • “Maybe it’s time to stop being a soldier and go home to be a father. And a husband for Deanna. I’m not sure how.” ― David Bellavia
  • “Father”, that sounds too dominant, too stern or Mufasa-like – he’s a coward, a low-budget, hand-fucking coward.” ― Danielle Esplin
  • “Before you and your spouse can work as a team raising your children, you must first work as a team in your marriage.” ― Jim George
  • “We need to get to the heart of each heart issue—and we can’t do it. Only the Maker can. The world needs #Jesus.” ― Eric Samuel Timm
  • “A wise man lays up treasures in the Kingdom of our Father, so as to live a happy eternal life Happy Father’s Day.” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “It’s just a mistake, you understand you don’t ya??… and Hello, father 33 days from your dead! Happy Father’s Day.” ― Deyth Banger
  • “I’ve only just arrived, Kate. It may surprise you to learn that you were my top priority Happy Father’s Day.” ― Trenton Lee Stewart
  • “Let your interactions with children be intentionally and purposefully loving, fun, and accepting Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “I will spend my life believing in you so that you will someday commit to doing the same Happy Father’s Day.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “We are imperfect humans growing imperfect humans in an imperfect world, and that’s perfectly okay Happy Father’s Day.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “Ukimheshimu baba au mama yako katika mambo mema au mabaya umemheshimu Mungu katika mambo mema Happy Father’s Day.” ― Enock Maregesi
  • “Some people say I raised a good child. I like to think of it as my child raised a good parent Happy Father’s Day.” ― Clifford Cohen
  • “Every father wants a daughter to meet the right God, and the right man. Perhaps her father had failed with both.” ― Kathy Hepinstall
  • “I know that when I read the Bible, my life is transformed. I think differently. I act differently. I talk differently.” ― Jim George
  • “When I was twenty-something, I asked my father, “When did you start feeling like a grownup?” His response: “Never.” ― Shannon Celebi
  • “There is no teacher equal to mother and there’s nothing more contagious than the dignity of a father Happy Father’s Day.” ― Amit Ray
  • “The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name Happy Father’s Day.” ― Cassandra Clare
  • “Children are closest to God. They reveal creation. They are the embodiment of Love and Connection Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “To my father, who told me the stories that matter. To my mother, who taught me to remember them Happy Father’s Day.” ― Marita Golden
  • “What in the world is this abomination?”Lissa, only slightly more tactful, asked, “Adrian, is this some kind of joke?” ― Richelle Mead
  • “Why did he do it? One reason. So when you hurt, you will go to him – your Father and your Physician – and let him heal.” ― Max Lucado
  • “The difference between a ‘man’ and a ‘father’ is that the former shares his genes, but latter gives his life.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “My father said the weakest camel draws the wolves.” “Mine told me to hide until the wolves go away,” Abban replied.” ― Peter V. Brett
  • “Our Father Who Art in Heaven gathered more meaning for me as my own father joined the Maker when I was still in school.” ― Andy Paula
  • “You’re the one who doesn’t understand, I’ve been standing on the edge with you for years Happy Father’s Day.” ― Laurie Halse Anderson
  • “Father has a strengthening character like the sun and mother has a soothing temper like the moon Happy Father’s Day.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “All fathers are liars . . . If you want to be a father, you have to be prepared to become a liar Happy Father’s Day.” ― Alison Espach
  • “Listen to God with a broken heart. He is not only the doctor who mends it but also the father who wipes away the tears.” ― Criss Jami
  • “You’re worried about her forgiving you…but you need to be worrying about why you’re acting up in the first place.” ― Angela Flournoy
  • “No matter how knowledgeable you are, respect your parents for their experience and your children for their curiosity.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “The best thing for a child to see at home is that his mother and father are friends to each other Happy Father’s Day.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “It’s better to make the wrong choice,” my father had continued, “than to make no choice at all Happy Father’s Day.” ― Bernard Cornwell
  • “Your father doesn’t fucking play games. you would never come home with a shamrock tattoo in that house Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tina Fey
  • “New rules. If you are smart enough to live, you won’t hit Charles’s mate in front of his father Happy Father’s Day.” ― Patricia Briggs
  • “[My father] loved me tenderly and shyly from a distance, and later on took a naive pride in seeing my name in print.” ― Arthur Koestler
  • “You can hear Love when a child laughs or experience Love when they openly invite you to share what they are discovering.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “A father is only capable of giving what he has, and what he knows. A good father gives all of himself that is good.” ― Vincent Carrella
  • “Behind every successful man is a woman but few of us realize that behind most successful women is a man too; her father.” ― Shahla Khan
  • “Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into heroes, adventures, story-tellers, and singers of songs Happy Father’s Day.” ― Pam Brown
  • “Fatherhood is the wisdom to inspire that nothing is impossible to fulfill your children’s dream Happy Father’s Day.” ― Dr. Tony Beizaee
  • “You love life more than ever when a baby comes with the lights of love and you become a mother or father Happy Father’s Day.” ― ApolloM
  • “BIG connections are created when BIG people care about the little things that matter to little people Happy Father’s Day.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “In united families, they might sleep with half-filled stomach but no one sleeps with empty stomach Happy Father’s Day.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “Every child grows up thinking their father is a hero or villain until they are old enough to realize that he is just a man” ― Mark Maish
  • “For me, it’s not just about blessing my generation, I’ve done that already, I also have to be a father to the fatherless.” ― Onyi Anyado
  • “If you’re not seeing God at the climax, it’s not worth doing. Sex is the bridge that connects heaven and earth.” ― Darnell Lamont Walker
  • “Whether a male wants to be like his father can usually be used to determine whether he is over the age of sixteen.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Happy Fathers Day Quotes With Special Message

Father's Day Quotes
  • “Some of the men who we are openly praising are secretly sleeping with their own daughters … without their consent.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “As a child crawls up into his daddy’s lap, we too can climb into our Father’s arms and tell Him all that is in our hearts.” ― Bill Bright
  • “This, then, was Jango Fett’s greatest reward, right here, sitting with his son, his young replica, sharing quiet moments.” ― R A Salvatore
  • “Jesus Christ is the way of gaining a father, the path of a pure and righteous life without fornication, lust or adultery” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “CHARADE PARADE ‘Special Day’ once a year creates an excuse for neglect on the other 365 days for mothers, fathers & veterans” ― Kamil Ali
  • “He had won, easily. This was something else he could do, and do well, and his Dad had been there to witness his success.” ― Michael Braccia
  • “He had won, easily. This was something else he could do, and do well, and his Dad had been there to witness his success.” ― Michael Braccia
  • “Of all spiritual disciplines prayer is the most central because it ushers us into perpetual communion with the Father.” ― Richard J. Foster
  • “¿Cuántas personas podrán decir que tuvieron el padre que quisieran tener si volvieran a nacer? Yo lo podría decir.” ― Héctor Abad Faciolince
  • “When you learn to live unselfishly in united adoration of your beloved family, you have fulfilled the art of Fatherhood.” ― Dr. Tony Beizaee
  • “A father is a teacher, a singer, a doctor, a lawyer & every heroic character to his son. But a son is only a son to a father.” ― Sajal Sazzad
  • “The goal of parenting shouldn’t be to prepare children to withstand the world, but to grow children who will change the world.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “Hello, I know that now you – father you are reading thisFuck you, fuck you, how did you decide to suicide fucking bastard!…” ― Deyth Banger
  • “My father moved out a week later. I hugged him at our front door and couldn’t bear to watch him leave with so much luggage.” ― Alison Espach
  • “She who has the excellence of home virtues, and can expend within the means of her husband, is a help in the domestic state” ― Thiruvalluvar
  • “Every Autumn now my thoughts return to snow. Snow is something I identify myself with. Like my father, I am a snow person.” ― Charlie English
  • “He never had time to look at the stars and fulfill his dreams, as he was too busy in fulfilling mine my hero my father” ― Sonal Bharija Singh
  • “Just by writing this story, I thought that I am the real monster, I had the feeling that I am doing it…. it was just awful!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “To your parents, you are still that innocent baby, and sometimes even you will need your father’s hand and your mother’s lap.” ― Amit Kalantri
  • “The church is not a brick-and-mortar structure. The church is made of flesh & blood. Followers of #Christ are the church.” ― Eric Samuel Timm
  • “Just take me with you. Please. I cant. Please, Papa. I cant. I can’t hold my son dead in my arms. I thought I could but I can’t.” ― Cormac McCarthy
  • “Your father is the only God. You can also become a god but you must follow a simple rule and let that rule be made up of love.” ― Santosh Kalwar
  • “How you are with children has a lot to do with how you were directly mentored by the adults in your life when you were a child.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “my father holds a veenaadorns the posture of Saraswatirecites from the Sangam in Tamil, utters hymns for dry rivers.” ― Sneha Subramanian Kanta
  • “that kid may not carry my DNA, but by God, I don’t care. I love that little shit like my own and I want to be his daddy.” ― Heather M. Orgeron
  • “Fathers, you are the head and strength of the family unit. If you are not in place, there is a weakness in the link.” ― Anita R. Sneed-Carter
  • “My father’s love was always strong mother’s glamour lives on and on. Yet still, inside I felt alone, for reasons unknow to me.” ― Lana del Rey
  • “I decided I would go with them, but it would be at my father’s house that I would eat. I would share his food, and his poverty.” ― Phoolan Devi
  • “As Adam brought death, so Christ brought life; as Adam is the father of mortality, so Christ is the father of immortality.” ― Bruce R. McConkie
  • “My father died suddenly, but also across the years. He was still dying, really—which meant I guess that he was still living, too.” ― John Green
  • “I snort coke and drink coconut water. I think of drug dealers like I think of my father -never really there when you want them to be.” ― Kris Kidd
  • “My father died suddenly, but also across the years. He was still dying, really- which meant I guess that he was still living, too.” ― John Green
  • “Ehe, 24 hours have gone from my father dead. It was yesterday, he suicided yesterday in the morning. Even and more than 24 hours!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “Children need your attention above all else. The quality of your attention is the single most important gift you can give a child.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “I cannot imagine how much I must’ve suffered in my previous lives to be fortunate enough to have parents like you in this life.” ― Kamand Kojouri
  • “Thank God you have got a Father that can be angry, but that loves you as much when He is angry as when He smiles upon you.” ― Charles H. Spurgeon
  • “I think Dad wanted to feel the pain, to feel his body cry, an urgent reminder that he was still alive. I pretended not to notice.” ― Raquel Cepeda
  • “…none of that matters if I don’t focus on my fam. I only have a handful of Summers left with my kids. That’s what I care about.” ― Richie Norton
  • “From a friend you need to take crap. But I’m not your friend. I’m your father. And nobody needs to take crap from their father.” ― Orson Scott Card
  • “I don’t remember his face or the place we ate. I only remember how he grabbed my hand and his voice when he spoke of his dad.” ― Dominic Riccitello
  • “If you do not have a close friendship with your children, I will.–Child Molester warning all parents from the book Type 1 Sociopath” ― P.A. Speers
  • “If you do not have a close friendship with your children, I will.” Child Molester warning all parents from the book Type 1 Sociopath” ― P.A. Speers
  • “Bear in mind, children, that they listen to you because you are kids—not because you are right. That’s how our Father listens to us.” ― Rich Mullins
  • “For few are the children who turn out to be equals of their fathers, and the greater number are worse; few are better than their father is.” ― Homer
  • “Childhood begins to end once the child stops being happy to see its parent return home unless they have brought it something.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “Lester never knew his father. His mother had no idea, which of her “lovers” was the culprit. It was one in a long line of customers.” ― Jason Medina
  • “WHERE IS MY SON?” Uncle Antonio bellows, leveling the two AK-47s he’s holding at the lot of us. “Get away from him, you bastards!” ― Jessica Khoury
  • “A great White Bear waits outside. He has faithfully promised to make us all rich if he can but have our youngest daughter.” ― Jørgen Engebretsen Moe
  • “Father Sams, a mirthful shaman, looked at a nighted photograph of actress Lar Park Lincoln beneath his glass of bourbon con hielo.” ― Jarrett McCall
  • “I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well. {His teacher was the legendary philosopher Aristotle}” ― Alexander the Great
  • “Gar taldin ni jaonyc; gar sa buir, ori’wadaasla. (Nobody cares who your father was, only the father you’ll be.) – Mandalorian saying” ― Karen Traviss
  • “Despite what you might believe right now, your son’s future is bright. You only need the right tools to help him get there.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “The son needs the father to have access to his source, and the father needs the son to have access to the future and the infinite.” ― Thích Nhất Hạnh
  • “A man after God’s own heart is…a man who yearns to please God, a man who desires to grow spiritually, a man who had a heart that obeys.” ― Jim George
  • “He lied all the time even when there was no need to lie […] He needed a history, a sense of self. [Burnside on his father, p. 22]” ― John Burnside
  • “Someone said I had smiled. But to my father, it was not a smile, just a small beautiful moment because he had not lost me forever.” ― Malala Yousafzai
  • “I love God, Jesus Christ, my three children, mother, father, brother, sisters, family in general, my pets, my students, and true friends.” ― Ana Monnar
  • “The handiest tools I ever gained for mending the worst of days were fashioned by my loving pa through his praying, faithful ways.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “A father is someone who uses their strength to protect their family, not someone who uses their strength to hurt their family.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “A great White Bear waits outside. He has faithfully promised to make us all rich if he can but have our youngest daughter.” ― Peter Christen Asbjørnsen
  • “Sometimes daughter who is loved by her father very much and loving her father very much, she is getting hurt by her lover very much.” ― Glad Munaiseche
  • “Keep moving forward! You don’t need permission from anyone in order to move on your own father’s land! Go ahead and take the lead!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “They both had enormous eyes, my father’s blue, my mother’s green, that expressed with great feeling what they frequently could not.” ― Michelle McNamara
  • “Trust me, sweetheart, there is a reason centuries of fathers have fought brutal wars to protect the concept of Immaculate Conception.” ― Karin Slaughter
  • “My father looked as if I’d just gutted him – but it was mingled with a twisted sense of satisfaction. It felt good to hurt his feelings.” ― Ernest Cline
  • “There are different kinds of fathers. Those who love unconditionally, those who love on condition, and those who never love at all.” ― Tricia Levenseller
  • “There are many things for which I owe gratitude to my dad. Most of all, I am grateful to the only man who could love my mother more than me.” ― Ron Mayes
  • “When you have kids, you’re responsible for their mistakes. Their mistakes, their heartaches, their happiness… you take everything on yourself!” ― Zidrou
  • “Có lẽ niềm tự hào lớn nhất đối với ông, hay thậm chí là lời biện minh cho cuộc đời ông: là tôi đang thuộc về thế giới từng khinh miệt ông.” ― Annie Ernaux
  • “Without the support from religion–remember, we talked about it–no father, using only his own resources, would be able to bring up a child.” ― Leo Tolstoy
  • “My father always says, to know a man, you must visit his library, for the contours of his mind have been shaped by the words on his bookshelf” ― Rehan Khan
  • “Derek cuddled his daughter against his shoulder and spoke in a mixture of baby words and cockney, a language only she seemed to understand.” ― Lisa Kleypas
  • “I walked out of his room sure I’d said the right thing maybe not as a father but as a Dad. I’d said the right thing, for once in my life.” ― Steven Herrick
  • “This gift of ‘loving’ the other person is a reflection of the spiritual ‘love’ given by the Father and shown through His Son Jesus Christ.” ― George Calleja
  • “I always play with words, now I’m out of words I don’t know how to describe you because you’re my Father… But surely I can say I love you” ― shujoy chowdhury
  • “Millions of deaths would not have happened if it weren’t for the consumption of alcohol. The same can be said about millions of births.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father – burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin – doesn’t seem to belong on it.” ― Margaret Peterson Haddix
  • “A son should never be a judge of his father, especially I of such a father as you, who’ve never in any way put any constraints on my freedom.” ― Ivan Turgenev
  • “Call me a sucker for a man who had a great ass who knows how to bake a macaroni casserole and can tolerate six hours of Sesame Street a day.” ― Seanan McGuire
  • “The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.” ― Frank Beddor
  • “When a child learns separation and disconnection, they become disconnected from the Love that they are and are cast into illusion and suffering.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “I willed myself to stay awake, but the rain was so soft and the room was so warm and his voice was so deep and his knee was so snug that I slept.” ― Harper Lee
  • “It’s the things you do that you don’t have to do that always determine the difference when it is too late to do anything about it.” ― Timothy Michael McDougall
  • “But sometimes I wanted to feel like a child, to know that he would stand in front of me while waves crashed towards us or arrows come at us.” ― Belinda Jeffrey
  • “No, never regret destroying something written. Some things are best left hidden, especially if they can seriously hurt someone if they are found.” ― Lynne King
  • “To lead solely on the behalf of those being led is the utter pinnacle of fatherhood, and it is sad that so few ever stand on the summit.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Never go on a date unarmed.” Words of wisdom from my father. Well, my foster father. I was an orphan, of course. The best kings always are.” ― Brandon Sanderson
  • “Our wives, our families, and our churches need godly men who have discernment–discernment to deal with life and life issues on a spiritual level.” ― Jim George
  • “When I was little I bragged about my firefighting father: my father would go to heaven because if he went to hell he would put out all the fires” ― Jodi Picoult
  • “Probablemente no haya en nuestra vida un instante más terrible que aquel en que uno descubre que su padre es un hombre… hecho de carne humana.” ― Frank Herbert
  • “No doubt, a father he is the most respected man in our lives, the most admired person. He is the protector, and the guardian of our lives.” ― Ama H.Vanniarachchy
  • “He doesn’t have anything like the wisdom of age or hindsight. He’s a biased historian of self, an emotional revisionist. We all are, for the most part.” ― Marc Maron
  • “A good example is the best gift you can offer to your children. In your absence, your example is present, which means you are present always!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Mwalimu Julius Kambarage Nyerere alikuwa baba kwa familia yake. Kwa Tanzania alikuwa mlezi; wa ndoto ya haki, amani, uzalendo, ujamaa, na uhuru.” ― Enock Maregesi
  • “To my children, I say, “Fall on me.” For what greater privilege has a parent than to be that place to fall in a world that is itself fallen?” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Every man, who desires to become a true father, has to look continually to the Lord, that he might learn of Him how to relate to his own children” ― Sunday Adelaja
  • “If you’re male, and you’re Christian and living in America, your father is your model for God. And sometimes you find your father in your career.” ― Chuck Palahniuk
  • “You don’t raise heroes, you raise sons. And if you treat them like sons, they’ll turn out to be heroes, even if it’s just in your own eyes.” ― Walter M. Schirra, Sr.
  • “You can’t love your mother or father if you don’t also have the capacity to grieve their deaths and, perhaps even more so, grieve parts of their lives.” ― Glenn Beck
  • “You can either strengthen a child in love and connection or you can plant seeds of self-doubt, self-rejection, and disconnection. The choice is yours.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “You killed my mother, who had a lion’s heart, and my sister, who laughed like the rain, and my father, who captured truth with a few strokes of a pen.” ― Sabaa Tahir
  • “When a boy feels as if no one cares about him, or as if he will never amount to anything, he truly believes it doesn’t matter what he does.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “A father is someone who sacrifices everything for their children and women, not someone who sacrifices their child and women for everything.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “There’s a wound most troubled boys share, which, at its core, comes from the feeling that they don’t have their father’s unconditional love.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “It’s time to stop dreaming about who you want your son to be and help him become the healthy, happy, and successful man he’s supposed to be.” ― Clayton Lessor MA, LPC
  • “In these last days, what the world really needs is courageous parenting from mothers and fathers who are not afraid to speak up and take a stand.” ― Larry R. Lawrence
  • “The memory slowly faded away. I could feel tears strolling down my snout from my eyes. I missed my father… He did what he could to save me that day.” ― Grace Fiorre
  • “A young man fools himself into believing he no longer needs to be held in his mother’s arms or to hear the gruff approval of his father’s voice.” ― Golden, Christopher
  • “It had been a wake-up call and now all she wanted was to keep her dad insight and make sure he didn’t eat too many Mars Bars or drink too much beer.” ― Vicky Pattison
  • “It is to the prodigals…that the memory of their Father’s house comes back. If the son had lived economically he would never have thought of returning.” ― Simone Weil
  • “The lad, like many another, owed nothing to his father but his mere existence—Heaven knows whether that gift is oftenest a curse or a boon.” ― Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
  • “A father’s tears and fears are unseen, his love is unexpressed, but his care and protection remains as a pillar of strength throughout our lives.” ― Ama H.Vanniarachchy
  • “If a son has a peaceful relationship with his father, if neither of them ever shows contempt for the other, then either the father is a fool, or the son is.” ― Abhaidev
  • “OK then, picture daddy; whenever you’re afraid just close your eyes and picture me. I’ll be all that exists in your world and I promise to protect you.” ― S.R. Crawford
  • “The greatest legacy a father can leave for his children before he departs is PEACE, otherwise his properties will go in PIECES sooner that he dies.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Being a Dad is not about creating a life, for that demands little of your life. It’s about cultivating a life, for that demands all of your life.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “I’m heading home, Mother. Please get Father off my back and out of my life for a day or so if you don’t mind. I do have family matters to take care of now.” ― Lora Leigh
  • “The future is shaped by the people that we send into it. And we must never forget that the child tugging on our pant-legs is one of those people.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “If formality and courtesy take over the feelings . . . how silly and meaningless these things could become. And despite all this, I still take part in it!” ― Fumio Obata
  • “Two blades clashed, ringing like a bell. Like all small boys, Philip thought his father was invincible; and this was the moment when he learned the truth.” ― Ken Follett
  • “Some of us were brought into this troubled world primarily or only to increase our fathers’ chances of not being left by our mothers, or vice versa.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “You ask how it is possible to be your own father and son. You should seek answers, although it is better to anticipate some, to be the light and dream.” ― Dejan Stojanovic
  • “Sons are justifiably critical of their fathers because their crucial judgments will reflect on the type of husband and fathers that they aspire to become.” ― Kilroy J. Oldster
  • “To understand how my father became the way he was, I had to learn what happened to him as a little boy. It took a long time to learn the right questions to ask.” ― Thi Bui
  • “Mi a különbség édesapám és az Isten közt? A különbség jól látható: Isten mindenütt ott van, ezzel szemben édesapám is mindenütt ott van, csak itt nincs.” ― Péter Esterházy
  • “I didn’t want them ever to believe that life began when the man of the house arrived home. We didn’t wait for Dad. It was his job now to catch up with us.” ― Michelle Obama
  • “Our heavenly Father is great in mercy, He feeds and clothes us every day, We will worship and humbly learn from him for our Lord clothes the grass of the field.” ― Brother Yun
  • “He was big, that Sid. He was a force, a character, and I wondered fleetingly if Sally and I would ever seem as big to our offspring as Sid had seemed to us.” ― Martha Moody
  • “My father some times he goes crazy, but sometimes nerves, crazy and mad in one place it’s like daemon have started to control his life so he ended his life.” ― Deyth Banger
  • “Becoming a man means doing the right thing even though it may be hard or difficult. Boys do what is easiest. A man does what is right, whether easy or not.” ― Carew Papritz
  • “People are who they are, good, bad or indifferent. And sometimes they’re all three rolled into one. But when they belong to you — well, you embrace all of it.” ― Tracy Bayle
  • “এই রক্ত-ঝাপটই কবিতাএকে থামাবার পথ নেইকাঠের বাসায় সূর্যের মৃত গন্ধমাটি জমাট বেঁধে আছে, বিশাল নুনে চোবানো প্রান্তরএকবার কেউ ঈশ্বরকে দেখে ফেললে, পরিত্রাণ কিসে ?” ― Sylvia Plath
  • “My father helped you with that. . that thing you do?” “Yes. Your father helped me with that peacemaking thing I do that keeps you happily killing for a living.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “Start where you are-do anything you can do, and do everything you can do until you find something you must do! That something is probably your spiritual gift.” ― Jim George
  • “When I was small I felt like a Superhero as my father threw me up in the air. Now after reaching this success peak I unmask – Real Superhero made me Superhero!” ― Hasil Paudyal
  • “Today I wonder why it is God refers to Himself as ‘Father’ at all. This, to me, in light of the earthly representation of the role, seems a marketing mistake.” ― Donald Miller
  • “I love my father. It’s not his fault that he made up fear and, in order to make it feel more real to him, gave it to me. I was obviously built to receive it.” ― John Hodgman
  • “I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people-the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime. I am sorry I could not see my father.” ― Leon Czolgosz
  • “The father-son relationship can be tough, but it is also one of the most beautiful; and life-giving mercies that God has given us, even in our fallen world.” ― Isaac Mogilevsky
  • “ولأن الإنسان منذ طفولته يرى والدَيْه في صورة الأقوياء القادرين على مواجهة مصاعب الحياة، فإن رؤية الضعف الذي يستنزفهما بالتدريج تكون أصعب من رؤية ذلك يحدث للآخرين” ― Arno Geiger
  • “I won’t tolerate her hurting you, my son. I’ll kill the bitch first. ”Weren’t you the one who tried to cut father’s throat before he Claimed you?” He deserved it,” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “My dad had limitations. That’s what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.” ― Gillian Flynn
  • “Unlike Elise, who could discover parts of a person they didn’t even know were absent, you specialized intangible, but that, I feared, was only a matter of time.” ― Jodi Picoult
  • “A true leader is still a leader even when he takes up servants’ duty, provided he maintains a human face and added integrity to his self-retained qualities.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Her father had learned only one thing in prison. Not humility, nor patience, nor understanding…Marshall Kofer had learned to listen, at least to his daughter”.” ― John Grisham
  • “Her deep romantic nature prevented her from demanding, from asking for that quenching. She wanted it to come freely, like flowers that are sent and not requested.” ― Sean Ferrer
  • “I’m going to be a person who writes stories. I never told mom and dad how much I loved them. I wanna be someone who can tell a lot of people how much I love them.” ― Aoboshi Kimama
  • “Kama huna mama, kama mama yako alishafariki, au kama yupo lakini hakujali, hata kama baba yako yupo au hayupo, mafanikio yako yatatokana na juhudi zako mwenyewe.” ― Enock Maregesi
  • “If you took on any lies about yourself when you were young, I wish a parent or a mentor had explained to you that other people’s behavior had nothing to do with you.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “If you took on any lies about yourself when you were young, I wish a parent or a mentor had explained to you that other people’s behavior had nothing to do with you.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “The difference between a child who is taught piano from the force, even with ‘good intentions, is in stark contrast to a child who feels deeply inspired to learn music.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “It was the spot I’d sat every morning, waiting for my father’s ship to return, even though he told me it wasn’t coming back… it took me two years to believe him.” ― Adrienne Young
  • “The hands were beautiful, deft and wise: hands for steadying a bicycle, for pouring milk into a cereal bowl, hands for putting on Band-Aids and ruffling your hair.” ― Jordan Weisman
  • “How does a boy without a father grow up to be a man? How does he learn to make the hard decisions he’s going to have to make in life? The ones only a man can teach?” ― Sylar, Heroes
  • “Perhaps someday, when you are a father, Prince, you will understand how empty is your heart if your child is a hollow toy that you can move where you will him to be” ― Ashlee Willis
  • “The bastard was effectively stuck until he and Morfyd helped him. Fearghus smiled a little at his father’s suffering and the female who caused it.I do love that woman.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “About this time, whether he felt there wasn’t sufficient drama in his life or that he was determined not to be outdone by Miss McCabe, he decided that he was dying.” ― John McGahern
  • “You become a man when, in having children, you not only physically look after and protect them but also protect them with all the love and learning you have to give.” ― Carew Papritz
  • “But in the end, I’d marry her to the one she herself loved. To a father, the man his daughter falls in love with herself always seems the worst. That’s how it is.” ― Fyodor Dostoevksy
  • “..my father was the best man in the world and probably worth a hundred of me, but he didn’t understand me. The town he lived in and the town I lived in were not the same.” ― Bob Dylan
  • “How’s your father? ”How do you think he is? You stabbed him in the foot. ”I would have aimed for his heart, but I wasn’t sure he actually had one. Do any of you have one?” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “A man ought to be a source of shame to his father, don’t you think? If I ever have a son, I hope he makes my life hell. How, otherwise, will there ever be any progress?” ― Sarah Waters
  • “Back before there was time, I lived with my father on an island, tucked away in an endless archipelago that reached up out of the cold saltwater, hungry for air.” ― Erica Bauermeister
  • “A ‘good’ father will tenderly cultivate his children. But a ‘good’ father who is also a ‘brave’ father will let the children without cultivating the child within.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “I know an alcoholic is the worse, but sometimes I wonder if it’s better to have a drinking father that lives at home, or a drinking father, that never comes around.” ― Anthony Liccione
  • “On and on they went these nevers, but despite their random natures, I found myself following almost everyone. Perhaps because I never wanted to disappoint my father.” ― Nicholas Sparks
  • “Well, in that case, no. I’m not your father. But if you go with another definition, meaning a man who wants to be in your life and help raise you,’ then yes. I am.” ― Jenna Evans Welch
  • “I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.” ― Anthony Liccione
  • “He promised us that everything would be OK. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be OK. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
  • “Have you ever noticed? In cartoons, fathers are often useless loaves, incapable of even the least bit of kindness. Even though there’s no more tender meat than a father’s heart!” ― Zidrou
  • “Abba, Father, I adore You, I exalt You, I glorify You, I bow down before You. I worship You O God! I can’t live without You. Jesus, Daddy, I ❤ You with all my heart.” ― Dr. Pazaria Smith
  • “If you are a good parent, please continue to be a good one. But if you are a bad parent, today is a great new beginning for you to start a great new chapter of parenthood.” ― Edmond Mbiaka
  • “My main nurturing instinct toward children is mild sadism–picking them up and threatening to drop them–which is why I am a good uncle but would make a poor father.” ― Thomm Quackenbush
  • “I think one of the sweetest proofs we have of the Father’s loving care for us is that we often find in this life the things which gave us great happiness below.” ― Rebecca Ruter Springer
  • “You don’t know your father, do you?”I shook my head. “No. All I know is he must have had wicked cool hair.”Dimitri glanced up, and his eyes swept me. “Yes. He must have.” ― Richelle Mead
  • “Our physical body knows it cannot function without physical water. So, too, our spiritual life should realize that it can’t function without the “living water” of Gods Word.” ― Jim George
  • “However this child was conceived, God will be the Father. My baby won’t enter the world unloved or unwanted. If I can’t feel a full measure of joy, I know the Lord will.” ― Francine Rivers
  • “He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
  • “What Halim had so fervently wanted, the two brothers accomplished: neither of them had children. Some of our desires are only fulfilled by others. Our nightmares belong to us.” ― Fábio Moon
  • “The question felt more personal than professional. A father disappointed that his son had broken a promise. And in this case, a broken promise might have gotten him killed.” ― Marissa Meyer
  • “… He spoke in the deep tenderness of one about to leave his treasure amid perils and foes, where his remembered words would be the only aid he could bequeath to guide her.” ― Emily Brontë
  • “Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers and boys used to dress like their fathers. Now girls drink like their fathers and boys dress like their mothers.” ― Habeeb Akande
  • “Xavier, you have given me more grey hairs than all my sons put together.’ Saul frowned, then corrected himself. ‘To be fair, you and Zed. Just try not to add to them tonight.” ― Joss Stirling
  • “When you become a father, it changes you,” Snorri spoke towards the fire’s glow. “You see the world in new ways. Those who are not changed were not properly men, to begin with.” ― Mark Lawrence
  • “His father, Joshua Wooden, had repeatedly stressed he should never try to be better than someone else, but that he should never cease to try and become the best that he could be.” ― Swen Nater
  • “Milligan now acted as if he were the happiest man alive – and perhaps he was. Having so long ago exited his life as a father, he had now, at long last, entered it again.” ― Trenton Lee Stewart
  • “By the time you have a child and realize that you had a big void in you devoid of fatherly love and affection, then that moment will be the moment of your son’s enlightenment!” ― Fahad Basheer
  • “Fathers are the future’s keepers, as it was in the beginning when the only begotten Son became Father to Man and the Great Circle of Father to Son; Son to Father began.” ― Psyche Roxas-Mendoza
  • “We’re not mad,” he began, meaning he was. He was always plural when mad, as though grammatically throwing his lot in with her mother gave him the power of her authority.” ― Thomm Quackenbush
  • “Who regulates the heat of the sun? Who pays the bills of the energy we obtain from the sun? Leave all judgments to that man if you believe we all walk under that same sun!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Por entonces, en octubre de 1902, el padre de Max, que obstinadamente desaprobaba el uso de abrigos, cogió una pulmonía. Murió tres días, después, a los cuarenta y cuatro años.” ― A. Scott Berg
  • “At Christmastime, whenever I feel overwhelmed and a little out of sorts, all I have to do is think of my father and the things he’d be doing if he were here – and I smile.” ― Peggy Toney Horton
  • “HE LIKED TO COOK AND LAUGH AND SING, COULD START A FIRE WITH HIS HANDS, FIX THINGS THAT WERE BROKEN, AND EXPLAIN HOW TO LAUNCH THINGS INTO SPACE, BUT HE DIED WITHIN NINE MONTHS” ― Nicole Krauss
  • “The Creator favors the man who loves over the man who hates. If you teach hatred to your children, one day your child will have that hatred reflected back onto them, or onto you.” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “My dad had once told me a definition of faith and I had not forgotten it: ‘Faith is to believe something you do not see. The result of that faith is to see what you believed’.” ― Braam Malherbe
  • “Why the Romans, Father?” I asked him one afternoon. “Because, my child, they teach us how to bear suffering in a world of injustice where all faith is dead,” he answered.” ― Judith Merkle Riley
  • “He was strict and hard and had perfectly clear and definite ideas about duty, where the others were concerned. For oneself, one can always find circumstances that alter cases” ― Hjalmar Söderberg
  • “I guess she was a lifeline Sewing our family fabric together from me to dad to her gave me a sense of continuity Especially when my daughter was born as she was slipping away” ― Richard L. Ratliff
  • “Personally, I thin knees should be kept for the eighth or ninth date, or the wedding day. As a nice surprise, you know? ‘Oh, my darling, you have knees! I never would have thought!” ― Derek Landy
  • “După masă, taică-miu își băga mâinile în pantaloni, ca Al Bundy, și spunea: «No, fiule, ia cântă-ne și nouă o baladă.» Cred că de atunci urăsc «Balada» lui Ciprian Porumbescu.” ― Dan Andrei Aldea
  • “That the man is usually the one who works, or works the most hours, has deceived us into thinking that the child is naturally closer to the mother than it is to the father.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “Personally, I think knees should be kept for the eighth or ninth date or the wedding day. As a nice surprise, you know? ‘Oh, my darling, you have knees! I never would have thought!” ― Derek Landy
  • “One moment people decide to die, after all, what happens, after all, their mistakes they just want to die. They don’t see a purpose – this isn’t a film this is reality my father died!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “Father’s love of the mother is not enough to raise the child. Because there is a difference between love and manners. Practical is the basis of manners, the feeling is the basis of love” ― Azadshah Ganjali
  • “Now let’s make Virginia Heffernan a man. Can you imagine the same kind of spittle-flecked rage directed at a busy working father who admits to feeding his kids Annie’s Organic Mac & Cheese?” ― Emily Matchar
  • “The devil messing with you doesn’t break My heart as much you messing with each other. In those moments, you become like devils. You! My precious children!(The cry of a weeping Father — GOD)” ― TemitOpe Ibrahim
  • “Fathers who consider themselves as the best father of their children are often the worst father in the eyes of their children. Give the mentally deprived child what they need, not what you know!” ― Fahad Basheer
  • “My father said this to me: “Israelmore if you don’t make any impact on the earth, you will die before you die. But if you impress hearts with what you do, you still live even after you are gone” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “I stand and feel an overpowering urge to forgive because I realize that my father can’t help himself, that he never could help himself, any more than he could understand himself Happy Father’s Day.” ― Andre Agassi
  • “I spent the first twenty years of my life waiting for two men I was reasonably certain would never come back: my daddy and Jesus. At least with Jesus, I knew he wasn’t gone because of something I did” ― Brett Butler
  • “Only the image of my father is unclear as to if something obscure but vital has been blotted out, and only the raging surface is left. Who is he, this man whom I have known and not known all my life?” ― Marina Lewycka
  • “you areas fleetingly beautiful as a mother’s tears and a father’s pranks brother’s bachelorhood and a best friend’s bad mood bride’s glittering jitters and a handsome stranger’s smile Happy Father’s Day.” ― Sanober Khan
  • “You see?” The Father whispered as the boy passed without meeting their eyes. “You shouldn’t feel ashamed of your problem. Your life experiences oftentimes are the same as someone else’s Happy Father’s Day.” ― Teresa Lo
  • “Start training and teaching your children young. The later you start, the harder it is. What you teach them now, for better or worse will be the foundation of the rest of their lives Happy Father’s Day.” ― Josh Hatcher
  • “If we fail to instill a fixed sense of confidence in our children, we will raise handicapped children who have no handicap other than the conviction that they believe they do Happy Father’s Day.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Though he wouldn’t take it or offer it back, she gave. She squeezed it into him and held it there. She accepted him. She loved him in his wretchedness, kissed his ragged cheek, and called him /father./” ― A.S. Peterson
  • “Hes that kind of man. Every few years he sends news of where he is, and he even turned up on the doorstep unannounced once or twice when we were still at school. He’s not a bad person, just a flighty one.” ― Josie Silver
  • “I thought about how everyone always seemed slightly uncomfortable when discussing their fathers in front of me. They always seemed worried I’d be reminded of my fatherlessness as if I could somehow forget.” ― John Green
  • “Hello, How are you? New in this world? How old are you?? I’m sure that I know you….mm you are my father aren’t you?? You just revive, in a new body before a few years now you are younger than me (FUCK YOU)…!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “He imagined a new God, one who nudged him when he was going the wrong way but never strong-armed him, one who advised but did not insist – one who guided him, like a father. A Father Happy Father’s Day.” ― Chloe Benjamin
  • “I always envisioned myself as traveling the ocean of life in a rowboat where my mother was one oar and my father, the other. Having two good, solid oars made rowing much easier Happy Father’s Day.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “Every man can provide provision to his children if he is committed and hardworking but a man who fails to enter into the depths of the mind of his children is not his father, but a master who owns a slave!” ― Fahad Basheer
  • “The God who has claimed us for himself if Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; not just Father, not just Son, not just Spirit. God is God FOR US – Father. God is God WITH US – Son. God is God IN US – Spirit.” ― Darrell W. Johnson
  • “Your parents’ behavior has nothing to do with whether you are lovable or not. If another child, instead of you, had been born to your parents, they would have treated them, in the same way, Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “You can choose to let go of the need for your parents or family to be conscious or to know how to meet your needs. They could not and may never be able to meet some of your needs due to their own limitations.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Mother in my first short story is dead, nobody knows how but she is dead and the father somehow madness or who knows from what he decides to start and play with the dead body. It’s really a difficult moment.” ― Deyth Banger
  • “Genesis began with the Father losing His family. Revelation ends with Him getting them back. Is there nothing to be learned from this sad cycle? Truly, family is the legitimate theme of the holy text.pg vi” ― Michael Ben Zehabe
  • “…every now and then I watched him beam at Olivia. He obviously adored her. And I realized that meeting her father made me look at Olivia differently. She was somebody’s little girl Happy Father’s Day.” ― Mark Peter Hughes
  • “I had a choice. My instincts told me to hurry up and give the choking man the Heimlich maneuver. My brain told me to stay still until he expired and chalk this one up to divine intervention Happy Father’s Day.” ― Dinah Katt
  • “There were two types of strong men: those like Uncle Monty and Abe Steinheim, remorseless about their making money, and those like my father, ruthlessly obedient to their idea of fair play Happy Father’s Day.” ― Philip Roth
  • “Without you, there would be no me. I am everything reflected in your eyes. I am everything approved by your smile. I am everything born of your guidance. I am me only because of you Happy Father’s Day.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “You do not need to have a child to benefit from the Divine beauty of children. Spending quality time with children of friends or family is a great way to access the gift that children offer Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “She smiled, her face tenders in the lamplight. “I wish you had known him. He could make just being alive seem like an act of triumph. People used to smile when they saw him coming… he made everything all right.” ― Eva Ibbotson
  • “Chess is all about getting the king into check, you see. It’s about killing the father. I would say that chess has more to do with the art of murder than it does with the art of war Happy Father’s Day.” ― Arturo Pérez-Reverte
  • “For me, a father supplies sperm and his part of the chromosomes necessary for life. But a dad? He gives of his time & wisdom while nurturing forever memories and life lessons with his heart Happy Father’s Day.” ― Sandra Sealy
  • “But you know how it is with fathers and sons. We can’t say what we want to say. We think a nod is a paragraph and a sentence is a book, and, in the end, all that’s important is left unspoken Happy Father’s Day.” ― Peter Kirby
  • “Discernment is the son of good judgment and the father of self-control. When mixed with an already clear conscience, the ability to read the true motives of a critic keeps one’s conscience both clear and at ease.” ― Criss Jami
  • “If you get angry with yourself when you make mistakes with children or anyone, then ask yourself, “Why did I react like that? What made me feel that way? What is the lie that I am believing about myself or them?” ― Tara Bianca
  • “…when it comes to defining adulthood, nothing has made me feel more grown-up than knowing that one of the two people in the world who loved me the most, without condition, was no longer in the world.” ― Jean Hannah Edelstein
  • “I lied to Father . . . to spare him. I broke our family rule: better to hurt with the truth than comfort with a lie. I woke up today with a list of his expectations and I’m tired of it Happy Father’s Day.” ― Michael Benzehabe
  • “Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you’d be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.” ― Jojo Moyes
  • “If a parent is consistently emotionally unavailable when the child attempts to share what they are learning or invites their parent to spend time playing, the child can feel deeply unworthy of love and attention.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “If a parent is consistently emotionally unavailable when the child attempts to share what they are learning or invites their parent to spend time playing, the child can feel deeply unworthy of love and attention.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “You have ONE job as a parent. Raising a responsible human being. If you don’t set high expectations for that human being – the world will have yet another crappy human being. Give them chores. Force them to do them” ― Josh Hatcher
  • “Most of the time, it felt like my father and I were completely different species. Possibly literally, depending on the day and whether or not I actually qualified as human at the time Happy Father’s Day.” ― Jennifer Lynn Barnes
  • “My dad’s contentment is all that matters to me. When he’s laughing, I’m laughing. When he’s happy, I’m happy. I would give up my soul for him. To me, nothing else but his happiness matters Happy Father’s Day.” ― Rebecah McManus
  • “Even if you had a rough start to life, even if you had parents who were emotionally unavailable, just like every other baby who has ever come into this life you affected people so deeply as the embodiment of love.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Even if you had a rough start to life, even if you had parents who were emotionally unavailable, just like every other baby who has ever come into this life you affected people so deeply as the embodiment of love.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “A god who gave us everything we wanted would be the most malevolent god of all. With an infantile curiosity, we insist on tasting the cockroach on the floor while our father is preparing a magnificent feast for us.” ― Criss Jami
  • “From that point of view, I realized that my hole was not miles deep after all. My father, in fact, could stand on the bottom and it only reached up to his chest. Darkness, you know, is relative Happy Father’s Day.” ― Jodi Picoult

Father’s Day Quotes That Will Melt Your Heart

Father's Day Quotes
  • “You are my son Dantés! You are the child of my captivity. My priestly office condemned me to celibacy: God sent you to me both to console the man who could not be a father and the prisoner who could not be free” ― Alexandre Dumas
  • “Self-leaders do not look for followers because they are busily pursuing their influential dreams that followers will trace and ask for. Followers look for influence and that can be obtained from self-leaders.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Sunny – If you can explain yourself before someone kicks your ass, count your blessings and give some thought to going back to the priesthood. Nick – I would, but nowadays that vow of chastity might be a problem.” ― J. A. Dennam
  • “Connecting with a child is an incredible opportunity and gift for both you and the child. See through their eyes and invite them to teach you. They will feel delighted and inspired to assist you Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Fathers are the pillars of the home. Without them, the citadel of confidence crumbles.Without them, the tendrils of hope withers. Without them, sweet and great dreams turn to nightmares Happy Father’s Day.” ― Michael Bassey Johnson
  • “The solution to every parenting problem starts with nine little words:’I’m here.”I hear you.”How can I help?’When needs are met through connection, hearts are opened to gentle, respectful, compassionate correction.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “You don’t need to be the primary caregiver of your children to be of primary influence in their lives. What you do for them behind the scenes in your own unique way is what makes the true difference in the long run.” ― Miya Yamanouchi
  • “The table that cannot stand upright, is an insult to the carpenter who makes it. God made us perfectly; so when we refuse to carry out the functions we were created for, our father loses the glory He deserves!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “An almost perfect relationship with his father was the earthly root of all his wisdom. From his own father, he said, he first learned that Fatherhood must be at the core of the universe. [speaking of George MacDonald]” ― C.S. Lewis
  • “Each and every day take the time to tell your children the great people that they are so that they don’t grow up living each and every day thinking they’re the bad people that they’re not Happy Father’s Day.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “If there is but one God, then why must blood be shed to prove whose God he is? Does the Father not belong to all of us as we belong to him? Do you think he’ll call me a righteous man when I’ve killed one of his sons?” ― P.A. Minyard
  • “She wanted to punch her father in his snout, but she wouldn’t. He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same Happy Father’s Day.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “The referee told me this league has never had a brawl of that magnitude,” said Mr. Penderwick after a long, painful silence. “Of course, at the time I was pretending to be a casual passerby and not a father at all.” ― Jeanne Birdsall
  • “Give your children enough attention and love that they won’t go around seeking love and validation from other people, that they end up saying or doing bad things to get love and attention Happy Father’s Day.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “Not a few millions of parents strongly hope that their own children will step in by instantly becoming their own parents’ foster parents, if and when the parents reach their second childhood Happy Father’s Day.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “The thrill of being a great father is not seeing your children go on to become successful adults. The thrill of a great father is the journey, experiencing your child’s successes along the pathway to their greatness.” ― Reed B Markham
  • “Old is the tree and the fruit good, Very old and thick the wood. Woodman, is your courage stout? Beware! the root is wrapped about your mother’s heart, your father’s bones; And like the mandrake comes with groans.” ― Robert Louis Stevenson
  • “Four years after my father’s death, when the subject of parents came up in conversation I would relate the information in a flat, matter-of-fact tone eager to detect in my listener the flinch of grief that eluded me.” ― Alison Bechdel
  • “She hadn’t seen gold since she’d last been to her father’s home when she would sneak off to meet him. Smiling at the brief memory of, as her mother called him, “the one who gave me the seed which allowed for your presence.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “The father who has selflessly poured himself into the life of his children may leave no other monument than that of his children. But as for a life well-lived, no other monument is necessary Happy Father’s Day.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Perhaps it’s true that all men love their fathers, no matter how terrible the things they do to their sons: there is a part of us that remains forever in debt to those responsible for our existence Happy Father’s Day.” ― John Connolly
  • “A “self-leader” is the positive influence you to have on yourself and on others without any influence with your titles and positions. You must be able to lead yourself before you can lead others Happy Father’s Day.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “He was giving her the most important thing he could, the only way he knew how. He was a professor, a lover of stories, and he was building her a library in the same way other men might build their daughters houses.” ― Jennifer E. Smith
  • “This pretty much summed up how things worked in my family. I preferred talking to action. My sister preferred action to thinking. And my father preferred to admire some far-off spot on the horizon that no one else could see.” ― A.E. Kaplan
  • “Nobility is a lie. A pretense that high standing comes from anything more than money or martial prowess. Any dolt can play the noble, and as you’ll discover in time, daughter, it’s mostly dolts who do Happy Father’s Day.” ― Anthony Ryan
  • “The question is not “can you wear your father’s shoes?”. The question is “can you walk in your father’s shoes?”. It is one thing having a mentor and it is another thing to become like your mentor Happy Father’s Day.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “The sadness was I’d lost a father I had never fully found. It’s like a tune ends before you’ve heard it out. Your whole life through your search to catch the strain and seek the face you’ve lost in strangers’ faces.” ― Frederick Buechner
  • “People usually use “move on” when their heart broke because of love. Most don’t understand when a father, mother, sister, or brother has died, you might have needed more strength to move on. It was like living with no air.” ― Glad Munaiseche
  • “Your help comes from the Lord God who made heaven, earth, and you! Grab your mission; that’s your father’s assignment for you! No one can stop you from attaining success with the assignment your father gave you to do!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “The greatest lessons I learned from my father didn’t come from lectures or discipline or even time spent together. What has stuck with me is his example. From watching, I chose whether to be or not to be like him.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “It’s not like you’re becoming a born-again Christian or teetotal or an accountant or something you can stop being after a while. You’ll never not be a father now.”It feels great, Rob’ he said. ‘Just great Happy Father’s Day.” ― Tim Relf
  • “মেয়ে ভুল করলে তার মা-বাবা তাকে বকলে সেটা হয় ‘শাসন’, আর স্ত্রী ভুল করলে তার স্বামী তাকে বকলে সেটা হয় ‘নারী নির্যাতন’! কেন? মা-বাবা মেয়ের নিরাপত্তার জন্য বকা দেন, ঠিক তেমনি স্বামীও তার স্ত্রীর ভালোর জন্যই বকা দেন, তাই না?” ― Md. Ziaul Haque
  • “Self-leaders are still true leaders even if they have no known followers. True leaders inspire by the influence of their characters and general self-made brands. Leadership is defined by the virtues of one’s behavior.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “We may never speak about this again. But I hope you’ll never hold it against me that we did. I will have been a terrible father if, one day, you’d want to speak to me and felt that the door was shut or not sufficiently open.” ― André Aciman
  • “The father who would taste the essence of his fatherhood must turn back from the plane of his experience, take with him the fruits of his journey and begin again beside his child, marching step by step over the same old road.” ― Angelo Patri
  • “In a patriarchal society, one of the most important functions of the institution of the family is to make feel like a somebody whenever he is in his own yard a man who is a nobody whenever he is in his employer’s yard.” ― Mokokoma Mokhonoana
  • “If he could not restore her to the status of a respectable woman, then Sohrab would make her into something else entirely, something hitherto unknown in their entire extended family, an educated woman, a professional woman.” ― Jasmin Darznik
  • “Father never approved of my toysSaw them as child’s playthings I was a child they were my world i ruled there and he stepped on them destroying them and in turn destroyed meI should have been left to playNow I must step on everything” ― T.P. Louise
  • “…he was an ass. Her husband and Thomas’ father was an ass: a fool who thought it funny to frighten a small child, who could not resist the small, mean act of betrayal that proved him more powerful than his four-year-old son.” ― Jenny Diski
  • “My dad said, “Glenda, you can go anywhere in the world you want to and do anything you desire.” Hearing those words had a very strong and powerful impact on me, and to do this every day they inspire me when making life decisions.” ― Glenda Dugar
  • “We not only learn to say, ‘My Father,’ but also ‘Our Father.’ Nothing would be more unnatural than for the children of a family to always meet their father alone but never in the united expression of their desires or their love.” ― Andrew Murray
  • “My father continued to tinker on the lawnmower, repairing or destroying it, it was hard to tell. If curses were magic words, the machine would’ve run like a charm in no time. It probably could’ve mowed the lawn by itself.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “My father’s viola. It is a forest. It is a living tree. It is the heartwood of our family. My father’s viola is over to hundred years old, even older than Germany. It is the color of well-done pastry, shining like an apricot glaze.” ― Vesper Stamper
  • “Children are no longer being parented but are raised. That’s why they don’t have morals, ethics, humanity, and manners because their parents neglected them. We now live in a society that doesn’t care about right or wrong.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “How easily such a thing can become a mania, how the most normal and sensible of women once this passion to be thin is upon them, can lose completely their sense of balance and proportion and spend years dealing with this madness.” ― Kathryn Hurn
  • “From one point my father is dead I need time to get rid of this topic, from another side I will have a big holiday from 3.28.2016 up to the end of the April Vacation. That’s awesome, isn’t it?? I will be a lot of time out of school!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “There is more important work to be done here. The strong must lead us into a new energy age before our world dies out. Who’s going to do that? You, Caleb? Your face bears new marks–you are not ready to win such a battle. – Adrian” ― Donna Galanti
  • “New teacher, if old was GreenHollyWood the new…. will be…. will be…. why not Holly Grendery… a teacher who lives agony – My Father (Bill) used to say if somebody is feeling miserable… let’s take him out of his own misery.” ― Deyth Banger
  • “To deny the force of divine judgment, then, is to make God less than God, and to make us less than His children. For every father must discipline His children, and paternal discipline is itself mercy, a fatherly expression of love.” ― Scott Hahn
  • “My dad once said… “Some friends are like “rubber wrappers”; they bind with you safely but get weaker when you stretch them too much”. Treat your friends with care, else the elasticity of their love for you may not go lasting!” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “You can be in your room and lead people. Just develop your potentials and publicize them and you will see people looking for your product. That is influence; self-made leaders do not look for followers. Followers look for them.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Is there any place on Earth that smells better than a laundromat? It’s like a rainy Sunday when you don’t have to get out from under your covers, or like lying back on the grass your father’s just mowed – comfort food for your nose.” ― Jodi Picoult
  • “Whether you’ve ever considered it or not, you’re an author. And the stories that you write are penned across the hearts of your children. Therefore, be careful with the pen because you’re writing on some very precious paper.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Sadie,” he said forlornly, “when you become a parent, you may understand this. One of my hardest jobs as a father, one of my greatest duties, was to realize that my own dreams, my own goals, and wishes, are secondary to my children’s.” ― Rick Riordan
  • “My father looked as if I’d just gutted him, and I felt a pang of regret—but it was mingled with a twisted sense of satisfaction. It felt good to hurt his feelings—it was payback for the way his choices had irrevocably damaged my own.” ― Ernest Cline
  • “Beautiful is the man who leaves a legacy that of shared love and life. It is he who transfers meaning, assigns significance, and conveys in his loving touch the fine art and gentle shaping of a life. This man shall be called, Father.” ― Stella Payton
  • “I think it’s much easier for a man to have children than for children to have a father. Children need their fathers more than we think. A father spurs a child on to succeed. A fathers love gives his children wings and confidence in life.” ― Mandi Hart
  • “Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives, there is desire; to our sons, ambition, but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.” ― Joseph Addison
  • “Protecting our children from the cruelty of the world doesn’t mean shielding them from the realities of the world. Tell them the truth. Teach them to care. Give them a voice. Prepare them not to withstand the world, but to change the world.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “The body was weak, it can’t move it can’t do anything. It was like a junkie or a robot which is off, the body was in terrible condition. This wasn’t a robot, this was a human a real human which suicided a human which his body was swollen!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “Children are closer to God than you know. They are born as the embodiment of radiant Divine Love. When you hold a baby, it is so apparent. They evoke tenderness, love, and openness. That is God loving you through that baby! Such a blessing!” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Happy Fathers day to all the loving, caring, supportive, protective, responsible fathers out there. May God give you more years to see your children flourish. May he give you enough strength, wisdom and more money to raise your family.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “I believe that it should be the blessing of every child to be born into a home where that child is welcomed, nurtured, loved, and blessed with parents, a father and a mother, who live with loyalty to one another and to their children.” ― Gordon B. Hinckley
  • “If a father does not altogether embrace a life of uncompromised sacrifice as the core of all principles by which he nurtures his children, he is a father by birth only and no power on earth can ever or will ever make that sufficient.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “With the sensation that he was passing through the Looking-Glass, Max stared at his father as if he had never seen him before—simultaneously impressed and unnerved at the thought that, after all these years, he still knew so little about him.” ― Sol Luckman
  • “And even as she holds on to him like she’s drowning, she can feel the familiar anger returning, like an old song that you’ve heard so many times it’s not even a song anymore, just a wasted pathway in your brain that you can never reclaim.” ― Jonathan Tropper
  • “Esta es una buena imagen suya que nos quedó muy grabada en la memoria: la imagen de alguien que nunca le tuvo miedo a la vida, y es por eso que le sacó tanto provecho; es por eso, que a mis ojos, su vida se coronó con tantos éxitos.” ― Claudio Bogantes Zamora
  • “I got an A on the third quiz in American history, an A, dammit. Last time I got a But from a Cand my father said, “if you can get a You can get a B, if you can get a You can get an A.”-I got an And my father said, “grades don’t mean anything.” ― Thalia Chaltas
  • “They’d listen silently, with grave faces: but once they’d turn to each other they’d smile cruelly. He couldn’t have it both ways. He’d put himself outside and outside they’d make him stay. Neither brutality nor complaining could force a way in.” ― John McGahern
  • “Yamcha and Darren told me that I was the mailman’s child, and I got so angry, stalking away, hot steam in my ribs. Yamcha and Darren told me that I was the mailman’s child and now I am thinking how wonderful it would be to have the mailman as my father.” ― Thalia Chaltas
  • “As he was forced to tell his father more than once, “I said I’d fight for my mother’s throne. I never said I’d die for it.” Then he’d add, simply to annoy the old bastard into one of his frothy temper tantrums, “Don’t you think I’m too pretty to die?” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “If you had been born as your parents, you would have made the same choices that they did and had been as stuck as they were. Forgive them for being born into a time of relative darkness without the resources and consciousness that you have today.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “You will come to see it in your own way, you will experience things for yourself and live a life of your own, so of course it is primarily for my own sake that I am doing this: showing you the world, little one, makes my life worth living.” ― Karl Ove Knausgård
  • “Heer’s eyes, flicker into something vaguely hostile before dying down into embers. The eyes they had both inherited from their father, copper when annoyed, bronze when emotional, honey when overflowing with happiness that would not be contained.” ― Kiran Manral
  • “On and on they went these nevers, but despite their random natures I found myself following almost every one perhaps bc I never wanted to disappoint my father. His voice even now follows me now on this longest of rides this thing called life.” ― Nicholas Sparks
  • “Dad will come back,’ said Charlie quietly. When Mrs. Bone turned to him, she didn’t look sad at all, in fact, she was smiling. ‘You know, Charlie, I’m beginning to believe you,’ she said. ‘After what happened to Henry, I can believe almost anything.” ― Jenny Nimmo
  • “On the way home my father said tiredly he hoped someday I’d realize it was necessary to live with people. I didn’t understand him. He said a lot of other things that made me feel sorry for him because he just couldn’t stand up to a situation.” ― Dan J. Marlowe
  • “It’s something that this country hasn’t had to deal with. But there’s going to be a whole new generation that doesn’t know their father. It’s almost selfish of us to die. They train us as warriors. But they don’t teach us how to take the pain away.” ― Jim Sheeler
  • “He knows that if his father had been a different man, or his mother another woman, he would have been the same. He would have lived all his years the same way. They played no part. Any combination would have produced the same result. The same man.” ― R.A.Lucas
  • “The wrath of God is never evil wrath. God gets angry because he loves people like a mother would love her child if someone were to harm it. There is something wrong if the mother never gets angry; it is safe to say that that is the unloving mother.” ― Criss Jami
  • “The kids just got back from camp. After four days, it’s great to have them home. I find myself staring at my wife and how she interacts with them. Spoils them. As if she’s making up lost time. I don’t know how else to say it, but that shit is hot.” ― A.K. Kuykendall
  • “Her eyes traced the sleek shape of the table’s legs, the sinuous curves of its corners, the gleam of its reflective, dark brown surface. She noticed that every time she breathed out, the surface fogged, and she disappeared from her father’s table.” ― Khaled Hosseini
  • “He always called me Daughter. It was to distinguish me from his sister Ava. I loved being called Daughter. It sounded so possessive, and to be possessed when you are a child is just a wonderful feeling. It makes you feel safe. It makes you feel loved.” ― Ava Gardner
  • “Very few people get a chance to quantify how much their father loves them. But I did. The job should have taken forty-five minutes, but Dad spent three and a half hours on it. My father loves me 366 percent more than he loves anything else. Good to know.” ― Andy Weir
  • “I’m supposed to be a man but I can’t help thinking no one ever showed me what that is supposed to look like. Maybe that is why I ride the middle all the time—never offending anyone, never getting a hard time, but never much standing out either.” ― Heather Duffy Stone
  • “Gatsby’s self-willed metamorphosis from farm boy to the prince in many ways identical to my father’s. Like Gatsby, my father fueled this transformation with the “colossal vitality of his illusion”. Unlike Gatsby, he did this on a school teacher’s salary.” ― Alison Bechdel
  • “A young child is a leader to an elderly person once his purpose has a faithful, sincere, and trustworthy influence on people. Leadership is not restricted to position and age; it is self-made and influential. Everyone has this self-leadership quality.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “To the loyal and to the blood-lovers, in the good families and in the fiery dynasties, life is family and family is life. It is the same people who give advice and their vices to live well who turn out to be the ones who give resource and reason to live long.” ― Criss Jami
  • “The children we bring into the world are small replicas of ourselves and our husbands; the pride and joy of grandfathers and grandmothers. We dream of being mothers, and for most of us, those dreams are realized naturally. For this is the Miracle of Life.” ― Azelene Williams
  • “He’s a pitiful soul. Gentle, frail, the least likely to protest. In a nation of hairy men, Father stands out like a sleek adolescent boy. For years, his hair was thin and wispy, then, in one year, gone. He couldn’t even keep the hair on top of his head.” ― Michael Benzehabe
  • “Maybe he was honor-bound to lock us in, by some imagined duty? Perhaps this was an Islamic preparation to make us contended wives? Were these locks supposed to dampen useless dreams that sparked needless desires? Or, was he a mad man, sick and demented?” ― Michael Benzehabe
  • “I waited for my face to warp and alter in the glass but it didn’t change. It had finally settled on a look and, after months of doubt and confusion, I suddenly recognized myself so well. I was my father’s son. The violent man I thought I was pretending to be.” ― Joseph Knox
  • “Call me infidel, call me atheist, call me what you will, I intend so to treat my children, that they can come to my grave and truthfully say: ‘He who sleeps here never gave us a moment of pain. From his lips, now dust never came to us an unkind word.” ― Robert G. Ingersoll
  • “He is the man who isn’t allowing me to marry the guy of my choice”, she said while pointing a finger at her father. Her father, in disbelief, looked at the finger and wondered if it was the same finger which he held in her childhood to teach her how to walk.” ― Nitya Prakash
  • “My father had been silent most of the time. He kissed my cheek. He told me that not many people were ordering hand-painted signs anymore, that they were all going neon, but if he had one sign he could put on the world he would say that he was Gloria’s father.” ― Colum McCann
  • “Now you look here. All your father ever dreamed of for you was to do something you loved in life. He didn’t care about fancy qualifications or fancy clothes or cars, just that you were both happy and fulfilled. He was so excited about your dreams for a career.” ― Hazel Gaynor
  • “Perfect!” Wrath bellowed. “And this is a doctor saying it — I mean, she went to medical school.”…”And Dr. Sam told me she’s delivered over fifteen thousand babies over the course of her career — “See!” Wrath yelled. “She knows these things. My son is perfect!” ― J.R. Ward
  • “As for myself, I have found my perfect pattern in Jesus, who said, “The Father has not left Malone, for I always do those things that please Him.” I am no longer motivated by personal ambition. I have discovered a sweeter, purer motive: simply to please my Father.” ― Derek Prince
  • “I feel for the father, for a feeling of father, I send out a cry, I am up to when I hear my uncle come through the door of the family house, with the cherry tree out front, past midnight, he walks up the stairs, then down the stairs, and I’m the rock-a-bye-baby in his arms.” ― Arisa White
  • “At the point that I can look into my children’s faces and say that my life is about their lives, I have finally come to the point that I can now start becoming a parent. And if I’ve not reached this point, I might be a parent by birth but it all ends there.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “He took a deep breath in, still managing himself as if he were resisting temptation. He was a soldier, his father was in the service, too. Crying wasn’t something Morell men did. They just didn’t. He hadn’t cried at Robbie Morell’s funeral. So he wasn’t going to now.” ― Luke Taylor
  • “That night, stargazing on the deck with Dad, eyes on the sky, he pointed out Orion, Betelgeuse. “It’s an art to read the stars, baby.”I never wanted to leave his side-my sure song for so long. Now? His eyes are stone changed. Just looking at them hurts my heart.” ― Norma Fox Mazer
  • “Something in his voice reminded me that his mom was dead, and I thought about how everyone always seemed slightly uncomfortable when discussing their fathers in front of me. They always seemed worried I’d be reminded of my fatherlessness as if I could somehow forget.” ― John Green
  • “No, you become a man when you first decide to put away the things of childhood, the talk of childhood, and the thoughts of childhood. You decide because you cannot be treated as both a man and a boy. Because you are either one or the other, but you are not both . . .” ― Carew Papritz
  • “What I most hate is the books and films and all other stuff which all the time end in happy end, do you hate it…It’s better to be in happy and… – After all I wanted to show the taste of the real world, an injury in father’s childhood, then injury when his wife dies…” ― Deyth Banger
  • “A father teaches his children that the battle is not determined by the enemy that stands around them, but by the God Who stands within them. And that lesson can only be driven home as they watch their father stand around them, while God stands within their father.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Wise man. Kids from the moment they’re born, fill your heart with love…and terror. Especially little girls. You want to protect them from everything. And they you can’t, you feel like you’ve failed as a father. You’ve saved yourself a lot of pain by not having children.” ― C.J. Tudor
  • “The strange fact that out of millions of people in the world, your mother and father met and decided to get married to each other. And out of the millions of sperm, that the one with your genes was the one that made it to the egg and fertilized the egg. I’ll never forget it.” ― A.J. Jacobs
  • “The Divine beckons you through children. Children are the great inviters into play and joy. Listen and watch for their invitation. They are also witnesses to the revelation of creation and invite whoever is there to participate and to share in the glory of joy and creation.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Tension ratchets up in every muscle of her body. “What are you going to do with that?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper. The man who meets Tessa’s gaze isn’t a police officer anymore. He’s a father who has had something precious stolen from him. “Whatever I have to do.” ― Eliza Maxwell
  • “There’s One Person above all others who desire an extraordinary life for you. He is a Father who delights, like any good father, in the achievements and happiness of His children. His name is God! And nothing will please Him more than seeing you reach your highest potential.” ― John Bevere
  • “And even at ten – because I’m his son, his blood? maybe – I understand that his kisses and compliments are always sincere; they are always true things. He is a monster, but the monster is not incapable of love. That was the horror of my father, little Lisey: he loved his boys.” ― Stephen King
  • “When a heart hears – and believes, or half believes – that it is not the child of God by origin, from the first of its being, but may possibly be adopted into His family, its love sinks at once in a cold faint: where is its own father, and who is this that would adopt it?” ― George MacDonald
  • “My father was, I suppose, a crank. He had a fine, precise mind which ignored what it was not interested in. Without being a misanthrope he was unsociable and non-conforming. He had his own unorthodox theories of education, one of which was that I should not be sent to school.” ― L.P. Hartley
  • “As long as you don’t tell your father that I seduced you, tied you to my bed, and made love to you, then treated you like my personal sex slave, I’ll probably make it through the meeting alive. Explaining dominant behavior isn’t exactly easy. I’ll be lucky if he doesn’t kill me.” ― Lauren Smith
  • “I was just four when a hired teenage field hand attempted to molest me. Miraculously, I got away, and I told my dad. My father made three important choices that day: He listened to me, he believed me, and he took action. I was one of the fortunate ones–I had a childhood.” ― Carolyn Byers Ruch
  • “Fear not, brothers and sisters, God, who is full of grace and abounding in steadfast love, meets us in our sin and transforms us for God’s glory and the healing of God’s world. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, your sins are forgiven, be now at peace.” ― Nadia Bolz-Weber
  • “A child is not an adult, a child didn’t ask to be here. Any man that doesn’t take care of his responsibilities to his family and to his children, do me a favor STOP calling yourself a man..at least have the decency to admit that you’re a boy. You don’t know what manhood is.” ― Stephen A. Smith
  • “Contrary to popular opinion, leadership is not a reserved position for a particular group of people who were elected or appointed, ordained or enthroned. Leadership is self-made, self-retained, self-inculcated and then exposed through a faithful, sincere and exemplary life.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “It’s been said that parents should give their children roots and wings. That was a perfect description of my parents. Even in a wheelchair, my father was a dreamer with his head in the clouds and my mother was the roots with both feet planted firmly on terra quaking firma.” ― Richard Paul Evans
  • “Meloux had never seen his own son. Never carried him on his shoulders or held him when he cried. Never felt the small boy’s breath, warm and sweet-smelling, break against his face. Never knew the pleasures of being for his son the slayer of monsters imagined in the night.” ― William Kent Krueger
  • “A parent holds within their hands the gift of a child to which they must expend the gift of themselves. And in such a monumental outpouring, the parent will lose both the child and the gifts given, but they will possess the far greater gift of knowing that they gave both.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “But I will tell you what I say to my children: ‘Go where you will; commit what crime you may; fall to what depth of degradation you may; you can never commit any crime that will shut my door, my arms, or my heart to you. As long as I live you shall have one sincere friend.” ― Robert G. Ingersoll
  • “During the last week of her father’s life, Blanca stayed home with him. ‘I didn’t bathe. I didn’t sleep. I sat in the bed with him in the living room. And we were communicating all the time. I kept thinking, and it’s more beautiful in Spanish, but I wanted to bottle his breathing.” ― Kevin Renner
  • “Omar went to the funeral but watched from afar. So distant that his brother, who hadn’t even come, seemed closer to his father’s final departure. Yaqub ordered a wreath to be delivered, along with an epitaph. “Fond memories of my father, who even from a distance, was always present.” ― Fábio Moon
  • “I dread dinner with Father. I dread his suffocating shroud of silence. I dread his end-of-day rituals. Most of all, I detest what comes last: his lock-up-for-the-night clatter. These sounds rasp my already fragile nerves. Click, clang, grind, zing, clap, schlik: horrid sounds.” ― Michael Benzehabe
  • “She went a little fucking overboard on her anger.” He looks at me. “Her daughters are all a bit nuts, so you know exactly where they get it from.”She called the fucking cops on me,” I retort. “That’s not nuts that’s –“It’s nuts,” he rebuts. “It’s fucked up.” That too,” he says.” ― Krista Ritchie
  • “It embarrassed her, as a child, to think that her father had fallen in love, or, if men must love, then it should have been someone else, someone dark, mysterious and profoundly clever, not an ordinary person who was impatient for no reason and cross when one was late for lunch.” ― Daphne du Maurier
  • “No one is ever quite ready; everyone is always caught off guard. Parenthood chooses you. And you open your eyes, look at what you’ve got, say “Oh, my gosh,” and recognize that of all the balls there ever were, this is the one you should not drop. It’s not a question of choice.” ― Marisa de Los Santos
  • “I thought my blood must survive—my line—but it’s not so. My knowledge, yes—the long knowledge remembered, repeated, the pride, yes, the pride and warmth, Morden, warmth and companionship and love so that the loneliness we wear like icy clothes are not always there. These I can give.” ― John Steinbeck
  • “Sitting across the dinner table was a man who had paid a massive price for hoping and trying for a just world, who had fathered and then neglected me, who wasn’t aware that the rage he harbored had killed all other impulses in him […] And here I was, sliding down a similar inevitable path.” ― Ava Homa
  • “I told them I failed my draft physical. My dad, who often dismissively uttered the words “I can’t wait ’til the army gets ahold of you,” sat at the kitchen table, flicked the ash off of his cigarette, took a puff, slowly let the smoke escape from his lips, and mumbled, “That’s good.” ― Bruce Springsteen
  • “I have the solution to all my problems. I have money, position, the running of one of the country’s legendary cattle stations. I can even get the girl I want. I can’t buy her, of course. She’s got money of her own. But I’m pretty sure if I talk to her dad, he’ll give me the green light.” ― Margaret way
  • “One night when we were lying under the stars together she pointed to this beaming bright star beside the moon and said wherever she was in the world, whether we were together or apart, that I should remember her with that star because it would always be there-that it was her with me.” ― Rebecah McManus
  • “She has no memories of her mother but imagines her as white, a soundless brilliance. Her father radiates a thousand colors, opal, strawberry red, deep russet, wild green; a smell like oil and metal, the feel of a lock tumbler sliding home, the sound of his key rings chiming as he walks.” ― Anthony Doerr
  • “What makes a good father? A good father sets an example that his children want to follow. A good father provides for the needs of his children—both material and non-material. A good father demonstrates his love in both words and actions. A good father provides guidance in a positive fashion.” ― Rob Kozak
  • “The concept of leadership is abused by people who think a person becomes a leader when he grows grey hair, put into a position, and expected to function. Everyone has a leadership potential carried within in a specific area of his or her purpose. Leadership is universal and built on trust.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “Dear Father, I already forgave you once. I read all your letters, which fed me crumbs of love and admiration. Like Hansel and Gretel, I followed their trail to your door. But you have left me again. I have the whole summer ahead of me to re-read your letters, and to try to understand.” ― Susie Morgenstern
  • “This is what I know. I look like my father. My father disappeared when he was seventeen years old. Hannah once told me that there is something unnatural about being older than your father ever got to be. When you can say that at the age of seventeen, it’s a different kind of devastating.” ― Melina Marchetta
  • “If ever a child makes a mistake, no matter how big, they need to hear in words and loving actions, “Even though you made a mistake you are loved. There are consequences to your actions, and I’m here for you. I know you are just learning how to be in life. Let me help you navigate through life.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “If ever a child makes a mistake, no matter how big, they need to hear in words and loving actions, “Even though you made a mistake you are loved. There are consequences to your actions, and I’m here for you. I know you are just learning how to be in life. Let me help you navigate through life.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “If you find it challenging, uncomfortable, or repulsive to be around children, it might be that as a child you felt unworthy of spending time with an adult, or you learned that children were to not be seen or heard among adults, or someone made you believe that as a child you were unacceptable.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “The sun goes down. The trees bend, they straighten up. They bend. At eight the youngest daughter comes. She holds his hand. She says, Did they feed you? He says no. He says, Gets me out of here. He wants so much to say please, but won’t. After a pause, she says—he hears her say—I love you like salt.” ― Margaret Atwood
  • “Starke entered his house a detective, slipped off his shoes, and became a husband and father. It was five in the morning. The world was blue. He went to the refrigerator and opened the door, looking for answers to mysteries he would never comprehend. So he closed it and settled for water instead.” ― Aaron Dries
  • “Good parents use the mistakes they did in the past when they were young to advise the children God gave to them to prevent them from repeating those mistakes again. However, bad parents always want to be seen as right and appear “angelic and saintly” as if they never had horrible youth days.” ― Israelmore Ayivor
  • “I buried my father in my heart. Now he grows in me, my strange son, my little root who won’t drink milk, little pale foot sunk in the unheard-of night, little clock spring newly within the fire, little grape, parent to the future wine, a son the fruit of his own son, little father I ransom with my life” ― Li-Young Lee
  • “Dreams then were to be expressed in building railroads and factories, in boring gas wells, stringing telegraph poles. There was room for no other dream and since father could not do any of these things he was an outlaw in his community. The community tolerated him. His own sons tolerated him.” ― Sherwood Anderson
  • “Now, standing here, it is clear as day: more than anything else, you want to find words for what you feel and think and everything that is dark. And then this terrifying thought hits you: Yes, your father wrote poetry to find a language for his wounds. Yes, you in your own way have become your father” ― Bilal Tanweer
  • “The boy could see in his father’s gaze a desire to be able, himself, to travel the world—a desire that was still alive, despite his father’s having had to bury it, over dozens of years, under the burden of struggling for water to drink, food to eat, and the same place to sleep every night of his life.” ― Paulo Coelho
  • “The only thing I can recall is that it rained all day and all night and that when I asked my father whether heaven was crying, he couldn’t bring himself to reply. Six years later my mother’s absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not yet learned to stifle with words.” ― Carlos Ruiz Zafón
  • “The world is full of unrequited love,’ I said finally.’You and Patrick having problems?’ Dad said, reaching around to get the butter out of the fridge.’No, I was just wondering what you would say if I was a lesbian.”Come again?’ said Lester. ‘I’m having a hard time following this conversation.” ― Phyllis Reynolds Naylor
  • “Although my father was raised in the church, he wouldn’t have prayed to God to spare him. He wouldn’t have looked for alternative treatments or a guru or some faulty gene to blame. In my family, we have a long-standing habit of blocking out bad news, of trying to forget about it almost the moment it arrives.” ― Michelle Obama
  • “You lost your son, but in reality, he is alive, my father I lost him I know 99% he is dead if this is fake okay, I will know that he is alive, but who knows?? I haven’t met him since I lost him, you met your son didn’t you?? And then you lost him, it sounds fair does it?? (Storm Of The Century by Stephen King)” ― Deyth Banger
  • “You off then, Da?” she asked.“Aye. Too old for all this killing.” And to prove that, her father turned and brought his ax down on the head of a traitor that had gotten too close. Spun once more and cut off the legs of another. He faced them again. “Need to get back to my rocking chair and some hot tea.” Clearly.” ― G.A. Aiken
  • “There were a few other moves of his father’s he could do without as well – the sucker punches, the ruffling of the hair, the way of pronouncing the word son, in a slightly deeper voice. This hearty way of talking was getting worse as if his father were auditioning for the role of Dad, but without much hope.” ― Margaret Atwood
  • “I want my father to be just my father, the way he has always been, not a separate person with an earlier, mythological life of his own. Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.” ― Margaret Atwood
  • “Fathers…Rise at dawn. Stand up strong. Fix and build. Plow the field. Carry the weight. Work ’til late. Encourage our dreams. Provide the means. Fight with might. Defend what’s right. Protect the home. Refuse to roam. Forge the way. Take time to play. Spoil our moms. Keep homelife calm. And all because of selfless love.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “What children and teens need most in stressful situations, especially when they make mistakes, ‘misbehave,’ experience ‘failure,’ or cry for any reason (including what we might call a ‘temper tantrum’), is a hug and being told, “You matter to me, I love you so much. I’m here for you. Let’s figure this out together.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “What children and teens need most in stressful situations, especially when they make mistakes, ‘misbehave,’ experience ‘failure,’ or cry for any reason (including what we might call a ‘temper tantrum’), is a hug and being told, “You matter to me, I love you so much. I’m here for you. Let’s figure this out together.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Looked from different aspects hate just cause more problems it doesn’t solve. I hate dogs, I hate black people, I hate yellow people, I hate this person, I hate my father, I hate my mother. And in the end what happens?? It gets, even more, worse, what are you planning better life or a worse life – that’s my question?!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “If you want to completely destroy a child, all you have to do is mold them into your vision of what you want them to be. If you want to completely liberate a child, all you have to do is grow them into the person they were created to be. The former cannot see God in the child. The latter can see nothing less.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “I am so proud of my father; he is the biggest example of success and courage I have ever seen in my life. He is the emperor of my kingdom. Of course, my father IS an emperor, his name is Asoka, the greatest emperor ruled in India. Moreover, as the name says, he is ‘without sorrow’ and the slayer of our sorrows.” ― Ama H.Vanniarachchy
  • “A warm feeling fell over the boy. A mix of security and comfort, as if a blanket were wrapping its soft layers around his heart and nuzzling him snuggly. Gavin loved his mother, and he would be forever grateful to his father for protecting her. The whole mystery behind it made him itch with curiosity, however.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “As a young child, I had Santa and Jesus all mixed up. I could identify Coke or Pepsi with just one sip, but I could not tell you for sure why they strapped Santa to a cross. Had he missed a house? Had a good little girl somewhere in the world not received the doll he’d promised her, making the father angry?” (p.3)” ― Augusten Burroughs
  • “All too soon the garden of childhood is paved cold with the asphalt roads of adulthood. And while it is not within her power to halt this unrelenting progression, a mother can diligently guard this most precious garden and ensure that the roads become gentle paths that wind through it instead of byways that kill it.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “A.J. watches Maya in her pink party dress, and he feels a vaguely familiar, slightly intolerable bubbling inside of him. He wants to laugh out loud or punch a wall. He feels drunk or at least carbonated. Insane. At first, he thinks this is happiness, but then he determines it’s love. Fucking love, he thinks. What a bother.” ― Gabrielle Zevin
  • “Judith Rey watches the young woman. Once upon a time, I had a baby daughter. I dressed her in frilly frocks, enrolled her for ballet classes, and sent her to horse-riding camp five summers in a row. But look at her. She turned into Lester anyway. She kisses Luisa’s forehead. Luisa frowns, suspiciously, like a teenager. “What?” ― David Mitchell
  • “Spelling bees? Spelling bees do not scare me. I competed in the National Spelling Bee twice, thank you very much. My dad competed in the National Spelling Bee. My aunt competed in the National Spelling Bee. My uncle WON the National Spelling Bee. If I can’t spell it, I know someone who can. SO JUST BRING IT ON, YOU BASTARDS!!” ― Kristin Cashore
  • “The poison of loneliness and the gnawing envy of the unlonely had gone out of him, and his person was clean and sweet, and he knew it was. He dredged up an old hatred to test himself, and he found the hatred gone. He wanted to serve his father, to give him some great gift, to perform some huge good task in honor of his father.” ― John Steinbeck
  • “It rains on everyone. It may be storming but there is a covering. Life may be challenging, but there is a covering. It may seem impossible, hopeless, doubtful, fear-ridden, and pain-laden, but there is a covering. There are other umbrellas, but only one is red with the blood of Jesus. We need to love Jesus more than the noise.” ― Eric Samuel Timm
  • “Buat saya, ayah adalah seperti rumah ini. Saya tidak perlu menghuni setiap ruang dalam rumah, hanya sudut kecil di bawah atap. Saya tidak perlu menjadi seluruh dunia ayah, hanya bagian favoritnya. Saya seperti jenis wine kesukaannya, gadis kecilnya yang sering duduk di atas pangkuannya, memohon supaya dapat mencicip isi gelasnya.” ― Winna Efendi
  • “Soon after a baby is born, the illusion comes in and begins teaching them lies, such as “you are not important,” “you are not enough,” “you are not worthy,” or “there’s no time for you.” Guess who teaches children these lies? Mostly their parents transmit deep unconscious lies that they learned from their parents, school, and society.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “But I didn’t need to see him because he was there, he would always be there; maybe what Druscilla meant by his dream was not something which he possessed but something which he had bequeathed us which we could never forget, which would even assume the corporeal shape of him whenever any of us, black or white, closed our eyes.” ― William Faulkner
  • “Cortex: “Sometimes, life doesn’t work out the way you wanted or expected, but that’s fine. Keep your head up, chest out, emotions and morals in check, and be proud of the person you are. Don’t let those unexpected surprises keep you from reaching your goals. And again, be proud, like I am, proud to see my son grow up into a man.” ― Michael Rogers
  • “My father nodded. His nod was for me. Different. But not different at all. My father understood. Maybe he had known. Maybe he hadn’t. It didn’t matter anymore. He understood. I knew he understood, just from his nod, just from his eyes on mine, making his eyes kind for me, and the wave of pain went away for a moment.” ― Adam Berlin Belmondo Style
  • “God the father to recognize God as Lord is to acknowledge that he is sovereign and supreme in the universe. To accept him as Saviour is to accept his gift of salvation offered on the cross. To regard him as a father is to go a step further. Ideally, a father is one in your life who provides and protects. That is exactly what God has done.” ― Max Lucado
  • “That night, when the creature sleeps, when he sleeps, the mother escapes into her daughters’ room. She tells her daughter that the creature’s afraid of her having too much love, too much heart. She takes a tube of lipstick and drags it across her finger like a knife, marking it across her daughter’s cheeks, red, blood, war paint.” ― Elijah Noble El
  • “The ingredients are exactly the same, but the taste is not. And that’s because it’s not about the ingredients. Rather, it’s about the mother who took the time she didn’t have to create the meal she didn’t need for a child who didn’t understand. And once I became an adult, I realized that those ingredients make the best meals.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “I blinked and the images were gone. But I remembered how the laugh and the howl and the splash would ripple and echo in the stillness of our lake, and I wondered if ripples and echoes like those ever fully die away, if somewhere in the woods my father’s joyful yelps still bounced quietly off the trees. Silly thought, but there you go.” ― Harlan Coben
  • “The “Word of God” is not simply the Christian Bible but exists in a threefold form: “The Word” incarnate (Jesus Followers’ King), the word prophesied and proclaimed (Prophets), and the word in scripture (Bible). All three are the self-disclosure of God, The One & Only …in three, distinct & unique Persons, Father, Son, & Holy Spirit.” ― Gary F. Patton
  • “It would not all be easy sailing from here on, but modern pharmacological medicine gave my father ten extra years of life and peace he might never have had. He and my mother got to celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary. He got to know his grandchildren and we became much closer. He became easier to reach, to know and love.” ― Bruce Springsteen
  • “He had a flattering view of me as someone interesting, capable, witty, smart, high-spirited. I did not share that view of myself and wondered why he held it. But it was the death of that girl – the one who lived in his head – that I mourned when he died. Even more, than I mourned him, I suffered the loss of the person he thought I was.” ― Toni Morrison
  • “I quote my father to people almost every day. Part of that is because if you dispense your own wisdom, others often dismiss it; if you offer wisdom from a third party, it seems less arrogant and more acceptable. Of course, when you have someone like my dad in your back pocket, you can’t help yourself. You quote him every chance you get.” ― Randy Pausch
  • “Ugly and ungainly. The least dependable creature you ever met. Just when you think you understand her, she changes. If only I had a son,” he said bitterly. Over and over he disparaged her, and George would have thought that Beatrice would be so used to it, she could not be hurt further. But he saw her neck grow stiffer and stiffer.” ― Mette Ivie Harrison
  • “I will see you again,’ Hades promised. ‘I will prepare a room for you at the palace in case you do not survive. Perhaps your chambers would look good decorated with the skulls of monks.’ ‘Now I can’t tell if you’re joking.’ Hades’s eyes glittered as his form began to fade. ‘Then perhaps we are alike in some important ways.’ The god vanished.” ― Rick Riordan
  • “Torrance uses the analogy of an embrace. When we hug someone, there is a double movement. We open our arms and in so doing give ourselves to the beloved. But in the embrace we also draw that person close to us…One hand, Christ, opens the relationship, the other hand, the Holy Spirit draws us into that relationship with the Father.” ― Leonard J. Vander Zee
  • “The sciences are not sectarian. People do not persecute each other on account of disagreements in mathematics. Families are not divided about botany, and astronomy does not even tend to make a man hate his father and mother. It is what people do not know, that they persecute each other about. Science will bring, not a sword, but peace.” ― Robert G. Ingersoll
  • “[My dad] didn’t do much apart from the traditional winning of bread. He didn’t take me to get my hair cut or my teeth cleaned; he didn’t make the appointments. He didn’t shop for my clothes. He didn’t make my breakfast, lunch, or dinner. My mom did all of those things, and nobody ever told her when she did them that it made her a good mother.” ― Michael Chabon
  • “My own view of Father was not nearly so high-flown or complicated. For me, he was flesh and blood and until the day I left Memphis behind, to take up residence in Manhattan, he remained simply a barrier between me and any independent life I might aspire to a barrier to any pursuit of ideas, interests, goals that my temperament guided me toward.” ― Peter Taylor
  • “When my kids tell me “I can’t do this dad”, I smile and say it’s okay. We sit down and we talk about it, I share some of my experiences with them and also let them know it’s okay to fail but it is not okay to give before you have tried. One of the primary roles of a parent is to lend your kids some of your confidence enabling them to get their own.” ― Sope Agbelusi
  • “Night waking isn’t the sign of a bad baby. It’s the sign of a normal baby. Nighttime needs are as valid as daytime needs and nighttime parenting is necessary as daytime parenting. Crying is communication, not manipulation. Respond to your baby’s cries, even if all they need is to know you’re there. You’re not being manipulated. You’re being a parent.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “Looking at him, nobody would ever have imagined that inside his briefcase were the bones of Jorge Eliecer Gaitan. Sometimes I went with him, a boy hand in hand with his father, and my father would then have a living boy in one hand and a briefcase of dead bones in the other. Bones, furthermore, for which anyone would have killed right there.” ― Juan Gabriel Vásquez
  • “My father was gone. I went up to his suite, not to see him, but to figure out if he had been gone or left in a hurry. It looked like a tornado had visited so I assume he started packing as soon as he heard I was coming. I spit in his open underwear drawer. I know that’s nuts but I always try to leave a little something for the asshole on my visits.” ― Monika Basile
  • “To celebrate his prosperity, fellow employees and friends urged him to take a young concubine to “serve him”. Even Ye Ye’s boss, the London-educated K. C. Li, jokingly volunteered to “give” him a couple of girls with his bonus. Ye Ye reported all this in a matter-of-fact way in a letter to his wife, adding touchingly that he was a “one-woman man”.” ― Adeline Yen Mah
  • “Even though David was anointed of God and a man after God’s own heart, yet he made mistakes. He was not perfect. The anointing of God on his life did not make him ‘faultless’ or pure. He struggled with the same family issues we have today. As a father, he was concerned about Absalom his son, who fled to Geshur for the killing of Amnon (2 Samuel1328­29).” ― Paddick van Zyl
  • “He was a faithful servant and made himself so valuable to those who employed him that they will find it hard to fill his place. He was a good husband and father, so tender, wise, and thoughtful, that Laurie and I learned much of him, and only knew how well he loved his family when we discovered all he had done for them, unsuspected and unassisted.” ― Louisa May Alcott
  • “You know that moment right after your child says or does something that pushes your buttons? That oh-so-brief moment before you say or do something in response? That is the moment you have a choice…to react or relate, to command or communicate, to belittle or to be an adult. That moment is a gift of time that can make a lifetime of difference. Use it wisely.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “I felt like a trophy child, someone he had around to show off. It felt like it was more important that his daughter was perfect—but, I was his daughter and I was neither of those things. I worked hard to get my grades, and I tried so hard to meet his expectations, but I failed. Over and over again, I fell short. I didn’t measure up. That feeling never faded.” ― H.M. Ward
  • “In hindsight, the grand hero ideal she always thought he encompassed chipped away, and all that remained was a cheap imitation. He embodied everything she’d hidden from in her adolescence. Boyfriends, relationships, and sex all led to disaster. Being alone was better than shattered and broken like mother: disenchanted with the life she’d been forced into.” ― Callie Hunter
  • “In my father’s last letter he said that the world is run by those willing to take the responsibility for the running of it. If it is a life that you feel you are missing I can tell you where to find it. In the law courts, in business, in government. There is nothing occurring in the streets. Nothing but a dumbshow composed of the helpless and the impotent.” ― Cormac McCarthy
  • “You have been the recipient of generations of programming of a variety of lies. Spanning back 20 generations in your lineage, each parent’s parent totals over a million immediate ancestors for you alone. In approximately 500 years, you have a multitude of beliefs, energies, and DNA combining and influencing your existence from all these people in your lineage.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “For many years, February was a difficult month for me after the death of my parents. My father died in February, just a week before my mother’s birthday. For years their loss cast a pall over the month. I missed them terribly. But time has changed things. I see my father often in the face of my son and I run into my mother daily each time I pass the hall mirror.” ― Mary Morrell
  • “I wonder. If I had you wear that mask today, Anne, would you find the courage to tell me what is troubling you?” Anne would very much have liked to confide in her father, but where in the world would she begin? He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “I will tell you a secret, my dear. All of my children are shy. They have simply learned the art of wearing masks.” ― Lena Coakley
  • “Farther from the sun, a father and son. The soft moon chasing after, the sun running away; lunacy of circles that separates the darkest of space. Stars hanging like a collage of reflecting mirrors, pieces that once radiated beauty. If by chance, the moon changes to blood and the sky spills its red, the willing time, will tell in time, if when all is too late.” ― Anthony Liccione
  • “I suddenly remember being very little and being embraced by my father. I would try to put my arms around my father’s waist, hug him back. I could never reach the whole way around the equator of his body; he was that much larger than life. Then one day, I could do it. I held him, instead of him holding me, and all I wanted at that moment was to have it back the other way.” ― Jodi Picoult
  • “He finds himself remembering the night boat trips with his father. The boat easing through the black current. The moonlight silvering the whispering reeds and the leaves overhead. The air is pungent with resin and algae and wet earth. The whisper of the willow leaves trailing in the water. His father standing with the oar, as if he owned and orchestrated the entire night.” ― Glenn Haybittle
  • “Instant obedience and mindless compliance are poor goals, indeed, when raising children. A thoughtfully questioning, passionately curious, and humorously resourceful child who delights in inventing ‘compromises’ and who endlessly pushes the boundaries tends to become a thoughtful, passionate, resourceful adult who will change the world rather than being changed by the world.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “For years I had a fantasy of a happy-ever-after ending. The first night I spent at the university my fantasy ended because I thought a happy-ever-after was pointless. Because with my father I didn’t want to hope for a happy ending but to have had a happy beginning. I wanted to have been looked after by Daddy in childhood, not finding resolution with my father as an adult.” ― Rosamund Lupton
  • “12. There will come a day, much quicker than your parents would wish when you will no longer be comfortable living at home. You will want to move out and establish a home of your own. After that time, your mother and father will be more like your friends than your parents. And someday, if they live long enough, you will be more like a parent to them than a son or daughter.” ― James C. Dobson
  • “And the day will come when the mystical generation of Jesus, by the supreme being as his father in the womb of a virgin will be classed with the fable of the generation of Minerva in the brain of Jupiter. But we may hope that the dawn of reason and freedom of thought in these United States will do away all this artificial scaffolding…{Letter to John Adams, April 11, 1823}” ― Thomas Jefferson
  • “Theo’s already on his way. Paul might bee too, but communications have been down so long, I don’t know.”Heading out here with a storm like this coming in? That’s madness.” Dad sighs. “Then again, jumping through dimensions to chase a dead man is madness too. I had long suspected their lunacy but this confirmation is nonetheless disquieting.” See? Everything’s going to be fine.” ― Claudia Gray
  • “The child you hold in your arms is your gift to a future that you will not see. Therefore, we must turn a blind eye to ourselves and selflessly pour the best of ourselves into our children while rigorously sifting out the worst of ourselves. And once we are utterly spent by such daring gestures, we will shockingly discover the resulting emptiness as astonishingly filled.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “It was during those years that I discovered that loving [my father] was like sticking a blade into my own heart. It got me nowhere, except awake in the middle of the night, recalling the years when my father was the strongest, the smartest, the funniest, and I lay curled in my bed, wondering why I had been cheated out of a father who loved me, and one I could love in return.” ― Alison Singh Gee
  • “It had been my father’s way to remove obstructions, to repair washouts in old trails, to leave each trail better than he had found it. “Tread lightly on the paths,” he had told me. “Others will come when you have gone.”That was how I would remember my father. There was never a place he walked that was not the better for his having passed. For every tree, he cut down he planted two.” ― Louis L’Amour
  • “The typical atheist rebels against God as a teenager rebels against his parents. When his own desires or standards are not fulfilled in the way that he sees fit, he, in revolt, storms out of the house in denial of the Word of God and in scrutiny of a great deal of those who stand by the Word of God. The epithet ‘Heavenly Father’ is a grand reflection, a relation to that of human nature.” ― Criss Jami
  • “The moment you realize that you aren’t creating a cut-and-paste version of yourself, but rather nurturing a stunningly unique individual with thoughts and feelings and hopes and fears and opinions and preferences and plans and interests of their own is the moment parenting becomes an adventure instead of a challenge. It’s a simple shift in perspective that creates a world of difference.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “My life has been like a battlefield, a war that could never be won unless I had her with me, and the day she died my battlefront stepped down and threw away their shields, allowing the gunshots to slip through the second her heart stopped beating. From that moment onwards I was left wounded, and for those seventeen years without her my wounds bled-wounds no stitch could ever repair.” ― Rebecah McManus
  • “Years ago, my mother and I fell in love with Busybee’s voice, it’s calm, even tone, and a smile which was always audible in the language. My father, meanwhile, is clipping his nails fastidiously, letting them fall on to an old, spread-out copy of the Times of India, till he sneezes explosively, as he customarily does, sending the crescent-shaped nail-clippings flying into the universe.” ― Amit Chaudhuri
  • “You’re going to make mistakes as a parent. It’s literally inevitable. You’re human, and mistakes are just part of being human. It’s how you handle your mistakes that matters most. Acknowledge them. Apologize to them. Make them as right as possible. Learn something from them. And then let them go. It’s okay. I promise. After all, how else will our little humans learn that it’s okay to be human.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “I never have believed in coincidence, I’m not an idiot. Everything it has a reason check out the series “11.22.63”- The Assassination of John F Kennedy or check out “Monk” – The Detective who doesn’t believe in coincidence. SO DO I! I can think again and again and I’m sure that my father didn’t do that there isn’t logic before few days to come and to apologize and then suicide what’s the logic????” ― Deyth Banger
  • “A child’s cry touches a father’s heart, and our King is the Father of his people. If we can do no more than cry it will bring omnipotence to our aid. A cry is the native language of a spiritually needy soul; it has done with fine phrases and long orations, and it takes to sobs and moans; and so, indeed, it grasps the most potent of all weapons, for heaven always yields to such artillery.” ― Charles H. Spurgeon
  • “I know it. I know I shall make beastly mistakes, Father-” The world does not forgive mistakes so quickly, my girl.” He sounds bitter and sad.”If the world will not forgive me,” I say softly, “I shall have to learn to forgive myself.”He nods in understanding.”And how will you marry? Or do you intend to marry?”I think of Kartik, and tears threaten. “I shall meet someone one day, as Mother found you.” ― Libba Bray
  • “- Oh ! Franz, ce que tu peux être poule mouillée parois ! Tu n’as donc pas envie de participer à ce grand bouleversement qui se prépare, de sortir de ta cage, de prendre ton envol ? Rappelle-toi que tu es le fils d’un Aigle ! Où sont tes ailes ?- Je ne suis pas le fils d’un Aigle, mais d’un vautour, qui pendant vingt ans s’est nourri de cadavres. Du moins c’est ainsi qu’on me le présente ici.” ― Jean-Marc Ligny
  • “The image is horrible, I somehow couldn’t get out, probably weakness of my character if you ask me… or who knows?? But after all the story could go like father rapes his son or daughter which are babies which will mean age somewhere 1,2… but after all, there isn’t a lot of to be saw this can be heard on the news and it will be difficult to build great drama… but so far I could try this to do!” ― Deyth Banger
  • “I’m sorry…” was all he said. With that Alexander Julius Wayne disappeared in a green puff and left his father in misery. A misery that soon parlayed itself into a heart attack for a man who just both found and lost his son again for a second time. As Patrick Wayne’s body collapsed on the floor chest first and plunged into unconsciousness, one could see tears rolling down his anguished face.” ― L.B. Ó Ceallaigh
  • “- Oh ! Franz, ce que tu peux être poule mouillée parfois ! Tu n’as donc pas envie de participer à ce grand bouleversement qui se prépare, de sortir de ta cage, de prendre ton envol ? Rappelle-toi que tu es le fils d’un Aigle ! Où sont tes ailes ?- Je ne suis pas le fils d’un Aigle, mais d’un vautour, qui pendant vingt ans s’est nourri de cadavres. Du moins c’est ainsi qu’on me le présente ici.” ― Jean-Marc Ligny
  • “Our lives are our stories, each day a fresh new page, each season a whole new chapter. Our parenting chapters become the beginning of our children’s stories in glorious, dog-eared, mud-stained, daisy-chain pages of sunshine-filled days and wish-on-a-star nights and shared struggles and triumphs and tears and laughter. Where their stories go from there is up to them, but where they begin is up to us.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “DRACO: Astoria always knew that she was not destined for old age. She wanted me to have somebody when she left, because…it is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy. I will always be suspected. There is no escaping the past. I never realized, though, that by hiding him away from this gossiping, judgmental world, I ensured that my son would emerge shrouded in worse suspicion than I ever endured.” ― J.K. Rowling
  • “The Triune God is in the world, nearer to us than we are to ourselves, yet the world is also encompassed by his loving presence. He does have the whole world in his hands, even while he inhabits the whole world. For Christians, being saved means being caught up into this communion, indwelled by God and indwelling in him, and being opened up so that other people may have room in us and we in them.” ― Peter J. Leithart
  • “Your dad been gone long?” Last June,” he said. “Early.”That’s no time.”It changes. Sometimes he’s been dead for years and other times it was yesterday or this morning or ten minutes ago. It just depends on how things are going. There’s no counting on it.” Carl put his finger in his drink and spun it around. He was trying to make the ice melt faster. “Sometimes I think he’s going to walk in that door.” ― Ann Patchett

Happy Father Day Quotes Long Version [Explained]

Father's Day Quotes
Father's Day Quotes
  • “A father is an animal the moment he loves his public reputation more than his children but the father becomes a father of his children, the moment he loves his children more than his public reputation. What we lack today is a selfless father who loves his children not a father who is addicted to his public reputation than his children. Fathers are plenty but transparent and sincere fathers are few.” ― Fahad Basheer
  • “How I could ever establish a relationship with her father, though? His world was logical and mine was a morass of adolescent feelings. On television, we would grab a beer, replace a fan belt, and I would earn his begrudging respect. He might tell me to treat his daughter right while hitting the head of the wrench against his palm. In this world, I stood a better chance of connecting with the fan belt.” ― Thomm Quackenbush
  • “I figured this staying up meant something. Maybe it was loss or love or some other word that we say when it’s too fucking late but the boys weren’t into melodrama. They heard that shit and said no. Especially the Old Man. Divorced at twenty, with two kids down in D.C., neither of which he sees anymore. He heard me and said, Listen. There are forty-four ways to get over this. He showed me his bitten-up hands.” ― Junot Díaz
  • “1. I think what haunts many people in the world is to lose something they love, something they value, and someone they care for, for me it was my father, I was losing him when I met him. I felt life is bitter, it happens. I laughed while I see him but there was a girl inside me, who was crying and feeling angry for life and the way it treats people. Deep inside I was already broke, but I smiled to show my father.” ― Shaikh Ashraf
  • “Oh . . . and I won an Oscar. When I traveled north from LA to show it to my folks, it showed up on the airport x-ray and I had to drag it out of my bag. Upon reaching San Mateo, I walked into the kitchen, where my father was still sitting and smoking like a blue-collar Buddha, and plopped it down on the table in front of him. He looked at it, looked at me, and said, “I’ll never tell anybody what to do ever again.” ― Bruce Springsteen
  • “Maybe this isn’t the right thing to say, but I want you to know: When you ran for the stage, I’ve never been so proud of you in all my life. You’ve always been beautiful; you’ve always been talented. And now I know that your moral compass is perfectly aligned, that you see clearly when things are wrong, and you do everything you can to stop it. As a father, I can’t ask for more. I love you America. And I’m so so proud.” ― Kiera Cass
  • “Say goodbye to your mom.”Scottie pauses, then keeps going.“Scottie.” Bye!” she yells. I grab her arm. I could yell at her for wanting to leave, but I don’t. She pulls her arm out of my grasp. I look up to see if anyone is watching us because I don’t think you’re supposed to aggressively hold children these days. Gone are the days of spanking, threats, and sugar. Now there are therapy, antidepressants, and Splenda.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “When I was a child, all problems had ended with a single word from my father. A smile from him was sunshine, his scowl a bolt of thunder. He was smart, and generous, and honorable without fail. He could exile a trespasser, check my math homework, and fix the leaky bathroom sink, all before dinner. For the longest time, I thought he was invincible. Above the petty problems that plagued normal people. And now he was gone.” ― Rachel Vincent
  • “So, Son, instead of crying, be strong, so as to be able to comfort your mother . . . take her for a long walk in the quiet country, gathering wildflowers here and there. . . . But remember always, Dante, in the play of happiness, don’t you use all for yourself only. . . . help the persecuted and the victim because they are your better friends. . . . In this struggle of life you will find more and love and you will be loved.” ― Howard Zinn
  • “ Susan poured herself out some more wine. She said: “You’re nice. You must come and see me some time. I live miles away from anywhere with my father. You’ll like him.” “Tell me about him.” “He’s a curious little man with a walrus mustache.” “What does he do?” “He’s a failure.” “Where does he fail?” “Oh, he doesn’t any longer,” she said. “He’s a retired failure, you see. You must meet him.” “I’d like to.” ― Anthony Powell
  • “My dad was always snoozing on the couch, like Dagwood Bumstead. He was a lazy motherfucker. God bless him. He was always working on some kind of get-rich-quick scheme. This is what my dad was like: I’d say, Hey, Dad, we studied penguins today in school. He’d say, Yeah? I’m a penguin fucker from way back. Dad, I saw a giraffe at the zoo today. Yeah? I’m a giraffe fucker from way back. That’s my dad. My dad was a giraffe fucker.” ― James Ellroy
  • “And she looked upon the mirror that was given as a gift. She hated everything about it, from the circular size of it to the color, and the wooden frame that held it in place. But mostly, she hated looking at herself. Especially into this one that had a scratch on its glass surface, which would reflect back to her face. And as she looked, it would cut her as the words her father would often say, in telling her she was ugly.” ― Anthony Liccione
  • “Yes, our Father has a plan, Ciminae,” he said. “But he leaves it up to his children to accept his will. It is their agency. He cannot force his will upon them. If he did, he would cease to be God. They . . . we must choose for ourselves to accept his will with unbreakable faith in our Father. That is when the Father moves us to do his will.” (The Spirit. From Book 2, “Worlds Without End: Aftermath,” coming September 1, 2012)” ― Shaun F. Messick
  • “Every parent is an artist, for the bared canvas of a newborn’s soul begs for the artist’s touch. And because this is so, a parent must prepare the palette with the utmost care, choose the brushes with poised caution, and mindfully attend to every brushstroke regardless of how slight. And such caution is utterly imperative for the emerging rendering will be both a legacy borne of the parent, and a life lived by the child.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough
  • “Judgment, then, is not an impersonal, legalistic process. It is a matter of love, and it is something we choose for ourselves. Nor is punishment a vindictive act. God’s “curses” are not expressions of hatred, but of fatherly love and discipline. Like medicinal ointment, they hurt in order to heal. They impose suffering that is remedial, restorative, and redemptive. God’s wrath is an expression of His love for His wayward children.” ― Scott Hahn
  • “You cannot always depend on prayers to be answered the way you want them answered but you can always depend on God. God, the loving Father often denies us those things which in the end would prove harmful to us. Every boy wants a revolver at age four, and no father yet has ever granted that request. Why should we think God is less wise? Someday we will thank God not only for what He gave us but also for that which He refused.” ― Fulton J. Sheen
  • “Darling, You asked me to write you a letter, so I am writing you a letter. I do not know why I am writing you this letter, or what this letter is supposed to be about, but I am writing it nonetheless because I love you very much and trust that you have some good purpose for having me write this letter. I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love. Your father” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
  • “Sexually active? Sexually active? Patrick and I hadn’t even learned the fine points of kissing yet! I marched on down. ‘For your information,’ I said from the doorway, as both Dad and Lester jerked to attention, ‘I am about as sexually active as a bag of spinach, and if you want to keep me on the porch and not out in the park somewhere behind the bushes, you’ll keep the stupid porch light off when I come home with a boy.” ― Phyllis Reynolds Naylor
  • “Acheron kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Rest. We’ll be back when he needs you.” He watched her climb into bed before he took his nephew down to his room.”Well, it appears to be just the two of us, little one. What say you we get naked, drunk and find us some wenches?”The baby actually smiled up at him as if he understood. Acheron nodded. “So that’s it, eh? Barely a month old and you’re already lecherous. You are your father’s son.” ― Sherrilyn Kenyon
  • “Nothing is off-limits to me, tiny human. You think the desire in your heart is buried, but I couldn’t ignore it if I tried! It means this: you want me to peace out? Shut it all down? Fine! I’ll go! But you’ll never get your next wish. Your secret wish. [. .] A mother’s love. A father you know. A world at peace. A sky of stars. This could be yours . . . or you could lose it forever. And I can go. Doesn’t matter to me, you finite speck.” ― Jackson Lanzing
  • “You never would get through to the end of being a father, no matter where you stored your mind or how many steps in the series you followed. Not even if you died. Alive or dead a thousand miles distant, you were always going to be on the hook for work that was neither a procedure nor a series of steps but, rather, something that demanded your full, constant attention without necessarily calling you to do, perform, or say anything at all.” ― Michael Chabon
  • “If you find yourself reacting or experiencing anger or frustration with a child, then use it as a gateway to shine light and love upon the lies you were taught by your parents and ultimately by your ancestors. Take responsibility and make amends with that child by apologizing as soon as possible. Explain that your anger was not their fault, that every person is responsible for their own emotions, and that your anger was your responsibility.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Mwanampotevu dunia ilimfundisha ndiyo maana akarudi kwa baba yake akiwa amenyooka, hakuwa na maadili mema. Yusufu dunia ilimfundisha ndiyo maana akawa waziri mkuu wa Misri, na ndiyo maana akaokoa familia yake kutokana na njaa, alikuwa na maadili mema. Heri kudharaulika kwa kutenda mema kuliko kudharaulika kwa kutenda maovu. Ukidharaulika kwa kutenda maovu hutaishi sawasawa na mapenzi ya Mungu. Ukidharaulika kwa kutenda mema Mungu atakuinua.” ― Enock Maregesi
  • “I don’t recall ever seeing my mother as a human being. She would always be weeping and wailing in the corner of the kitchen like a dog tied up to be tormented. My father would assail her with a hail of insults, and when her endurance broke, she would whine aloud, ‘Why good Lord? Why? Take me and save me.’ Only then would my father stand up, take the cord out of his headdress, and whip her nonstop for half an hour, spitting at her throughout.” ― Hassan Blasim
  • “Intentionally or involuntarily, your earthly and spiritual fathers will lead you the perfect Father. You might not recognize it, but even when they fail, they create the perfect scenario for you to run into your Heavenly Daddy’s arms. When they reject you, He will receive you. When they fail at meeting you, He will open up His schedule. When they miscommunicate with you, He will share His heart of love for you and, His heart of love for them.” ― Carlos A. Rodriguez
  • “Worldly religion is that which replaces Faith with mere wishful thinking. One must not make the common mistake of putting his faith in all the things he thinks God ought to bless him with; he should instead keep his faith planted in God Himself. Present to Him his needs and wants like a child to his Father, but have faith only in His wisdom and goodness like a servant to his King. God must always be one’s Everything before He is one’s token to everything.” ― Criss Jami
  • “Puisque la maîtresse me “reprenait”, plus tard j’ai voulu reprendre mon père, lui annoncer que “se parterrer” ou “quart moins d’onze heures” n’existaient pas. Il est entré dans une violente colère. Une autre fois : “Comment voulez-vous que je ne me fasse pas reprendre, si vous parlez mal tout le temps!” Je pleurais. Il était malheureux. Tout ce qui touche au langage est dans mon souvenir motif de rancœur et de chicanes douloureuses, bien plus que l’argent.” ― Annie Ernaux
  • “We can think a healed thought and speak a healed word, speak of and to the two who are One, our MotherGoddessFatherGod. The hopeful but misty thought that “I’ve got a Mother there” will give way to the experience that “I’ve got a Mother here.” We will know Him, Her, Them, Us, the Divine Family unbroken, bringing part to whole and whole to part, singing the indispensable She who had been forgotten but is now found, singing the wholeness, singing the holiness.” ― Carol Lynn Pearson
  • “Children are mentoring their parents and older generations to actively begin to make major changes, in evidence of glaring environmental and social issues that previous generations have taken too long to address. They feel the urgency for change because they know the long-term consequences that affect their future. Be curious and listen to their passionate messages and educated calls to action. Let yourself be inspired to contribute to change as best you can.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “His reaction looked very much like anger, with threatening gestures, raised voice, and a purple face. But his anger was triggered by apprehension and was mixed with hope that some good discipline might keep me from being so stupid again. It sure did! My point here is that every display of emotion needs to be judged in a wider context. A single label rarely suffices. To call my father’s state “angry” fails to do it justice without also mentioning love and worry.” ― Frans de Waal
  • “Dear Heavenly Father, We pray for those who are living silence, locked in the room of depression to where they are taking their own lives. This is the enemy trying to take souls away before they can hear “The Word” and accept it. We pray for a breakthrough, and a releasing from the enemies grip, and that the spirit of depression is sent back into the pits of hell where it belongs! We call it done right now in the MIGHTY name of Jesus we pray, amen.” ― Author Anita R. Sneed-Carter
  • “A father’s success does not depend upon his ability to work and provide, to guard and protect, or to lecture and discipline.A father’s success does not depend upon his ability to guide and govern, to instruct and demonstrate, or to remedy and repair.A father’s success does not depend upon his ability to understand and relate, to adapt and change, or to entertain and play.A father’s success does, however, greatly depend upon his ability to love and be loved.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “[THE DAILY BREATH]I live soaked in God’s love. Every now and then I tell strangers about the everlasting healing, the liquid golden love being poured through us and the unshakable peace that comes from beholding Jesus moment by moment. Oftentimes people are not interested. If it breaks MY heart when you are not interested in a relationship with the Father, can you imagine what this denial and does to God’s heart? Don’t break our Father’s heart. It’s all I’ve got.” ― Dragos Bratasanu
  • “I find the thought of my children telling their friends their father is an accomplished author appealing. I used to think that I needed to be famous and write a bestseller to be considered accomplished and I very well may think that again at some later point, but for now, in this moment, I sit with a smile on my face, holding tears of joy back, knowing that I am already an accomplished individual and that if I never create a best-selling book, I can still die a happy man.” ― Aaron Kyle Andresen
  • “He didn’t want to be an absentee father. He didn’t want to be like his own father, who thought being a provider was his only obligation to his family. There was a hell of a lot more to parenthood than providing all the material necessities. Rafael wanted to be there for all the school plays, the soccer games. He wanted to be the one to put money under his kid’s pillow when he lost a tooth and pretend that it was the tooth fairy. He wanted to be a father. The best father he could be Happy Father’s Day.” ― Maya Banks
  • “My mouth fell open in incredulity.“Ah, Maria. Are you trying to tell me you’ve taken up the sport of fly-catching with your mouth?”Ros reached over and lifted my chin.“And an assistant too. So that you don’t scare the little flies away. How wonderful; I didn’t realize it was a team sport. Interesting. Tell me, what do they taste like? I can’t imagine a fly filling any hole in your stomach. How many have you caught?”That’s disgusting.” Ros screwed her face up.“My thoughts exactly Happy Father’s Day.” ― Kelly Batten
  • “The factory of love encompasses all, but on some days, does it seem to be one of suffocation, squeezing its target too tightly? And on other days not tight enough? Or maybe that is the breath of a living love knowing when to protect when to release, and when to protect again. For we are the products of an active love – the Father the creator, the Son the perfecter, the Spirit the supervisor – but just like in a factory, to deny the process is to ultimately create a defect of oneself Happy Father’s Day.” ― Criss Jami
  • “Daydreamer, dream on. Never forget that you are a one-of-a-kind, never-before-seen, gift-to-the-world, and you’ve got a special purpose for being here. Raising children is beautiful and chaotic and wonder-filled, but you’ll have a lot of life to live once your children are out of the early stages of the intense need for your time and attention. So dream your dreams, and journal your thoughts and ideas, and don’t be afraid to embrace the present, secure in the knowledge that your time will come to Happy Father’s Day.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “I remembered what Dad said once, that some people have all of life’s answers worked out the day they’re born and there’s no use trying to teach them anything new. ‘They’re closed for business even though, somewhat confusingly, their doors open at eleven, Monday through Friday,’ Dad said. And the trying to change what they think, the attempt to explain, the hope they’ll come to see your side of things, it was exhausting, because it never made a dent and afterward you only ached unbearably Happy Father’s Day.” ― Marisha Pessl
  • “ “She cries.” Ashley’s high-pitched voice cut through the silence as if she were dispensing juicy country-club gossip. “All the time. She really misses Aires.” Both my father and I turned our heads to look at the blond bimbo. I willed her to continue while my father, I’m sure, willed her to shut up. God listened to me for once. Ashley went on, “We all miss him. It’s so sad that the baby will never know him.” And once again, welcome to the Ashley show, sponsored by Ashley and my father’s money Happy Father’s Day.” ― Katie McGarry
  • “Whatever it was her father wanted, Emma did not know how to provide it. She felt confused by what he did and imagined the problem was a lack in her, rather than him. And there was something else: My dad was always late when we had our meetings – I never wanted to go in the first place, and then I’d be sitting and waiting, feeling so ugly and worthless because I wasn’t worth being on time for . . .One time when my father was late he said he fell asleep . . . I wouldn’t let myself cry in front of him Happy Father’s Day.” ― Carol Lee
  • “Certain things are extremely difficult to understand, such as the concept of unconditional love, perhaps it is due to misleading thoughts about God’s love for us. Assuming that we can say or do certain things and suddenly lose this love and approval. But when I picture God I picture him standing with his arms out saying, “Beth stop punishing yourself.” And he says it like my dad used to say, with such great authority and assurance in his voice that I can’t help but smile, and know it’s gonna be ok Happy Father’s Day.” ― Bethany Brookbank
  • “Father, oh Father, teach me to smile. Grin in the mirror with me awhile. Father, oh Father, teach me to jest. Indulge my silly giggle requests. Father, oh Father, teach me to say thank you, excuse me, have a nice day. Father, oh Father, teach me to learn. Pass along wisdom. Foster concern. Father, oh Father, teach me to serve. Care for our neighbors while I observe. Father, oh Father, teach me to love, without exception like God above. Father, oh Father, teach me to pray, kneeling beside you at close of day Happy Father’s Day.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “In retrospect, it seems obvious that my research about parenting was also a means to subdue my anxieties about becoming a parent…. I grew up afraid of illness and disability, inclined to avert my gaze from anyone who was too different – despite all the ways I knew myself to be different. This book helped me kill that bigoted impulse, which I had always known to be ugly. The obvious melancholy in the stories I heard should, perhaps, have made me shy away from paternity, but it had the opposite effect Happy Father’s Day.” ― Andrew Solomon
  • “I think one of the biggest reasons people have difficulty believing in God is because they do not understand Him. I often hear doubting comments like “if there is a God then why this and why that?” and “how could He allow…?” Perhaps if people were to invest true effort in getting to know Him, they would discover a mindful Father who remains with us every step of the way through trials and tribulations that, though painful, are crucial experiences meant to teach and mold His children for a higher purpose Happy Father’s Day.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
  • “If I marry: He must be so tall that when he is on his knees, as one has said he reaches all the way to heaven. His shoulders must be broad enough to bear the burden of a family. His lips must be strong enough to smile, firm enough to say no, and tender enough to kiss. Love must be so deep that it takes its stand in Christ and so wide that it takes the whole lost world in. He must be active enough to save souls. He must be big enough to be gentle and great enough to be thoughtful. His arms must be strong enough to carry a little child.” ― Ruth Bell
  • “We would be in each other’s lives again. No, he hadn’t been the best father, but he was my father, and we loved each other. We needed each other. Though he’d disappointed me countless times through the years, life had already proven too short for me to hold on to that. So I let go of my hurt. I let go of years of frustration between us. Most of all, I let go of any desire to change my father and I accepted him for who he was. I took all of my anguish and released it like a fistful of helium balloons to the sky, and I chose to forgive him.” ― Liz Murray
  • “When he made my favorite bak kut teh, a fragrant, spicy soup with tender pork spare ribs and fat shitake mushrooms, he always had me sample the stock. He taught me to make a big slurping sound as I sipped to avoid burning my tongue. He taught me to discern the warmth of cinnamon, the tang of orange peel, and the mellow licorice of star anise. Most importantly, Ba taught me to appreciate the way a dash of Lin’s light soy sauce brightened each of these flavors while pulling them together into a single, harmonious whole Happy Father’s Day.” ― Kirstin Chen
  • “Akhirnya, hujan turun, menghantam atap seng. Amiru memejamkan mata, lama, lambat laun dia mendengar sebuah irama, Dia tersenyum. Dia tersenyum karena ingin seperti ayahnya, yakni dapat menjadi senang karena hal-hal yang kecil. Seni menyenangi hal-hal yang biasa saja, begitu istilah ayahnya yang hanya tamat SD itu. Amiru ingin menguasai seni itu sampai tingkat ayahnya telah menguasainya sehingga menjadi orang yang dapat menertawakan kesusahan. Itulah ilmu tertinggi seni menyenangi hal-hal kecil. Itulah sabuk hitamnya Happy Father’s Day.” ― Andrea Hirata
  • “Rationalizing him and the glass pipe, Dad smoked crack, but he was not a crackhead; it was just something he did. To do something didn’t define you, I thought. I saw Dad through a dusty lens that distorted our relationship, as tarnished as his pipe. He was no longer just our father; he was his own person, with an identity and label and body separate from his relationship with us. He was someone who was judged outside of the lens of fatherhood, outside of our connection. When he was in the streets, he was not Dad. He was Charlie the crackhead.” ― Janet Mock
  • “Just as I had done, my father sleeps off and on for days. Sometimes I sit by the bed in Marta’s house and stare at him until I feel like it isn’t a dream anymore. Sometimes Jimmi joins me and sometimes when I’m alone I weep and I am not sure why. Maybe it’s because of everything I had been through to get to this point or maybe it was for everything I had lost. Part of me thinks that I should be glad for all of the things I had gained. But the hero doesn’t get the reward. The hero pays the price. As it is in every story Happy Father’s Day.” ― Celia Mcmahon
  • “I sense that you won’t let the world push you into a life you don’t want. Maybe I’m wrong so let me at least say this: Fight America. You might not want to fight for the things that most others would fight for, like money or notoriety, but fight all the same. Whatever it is that you want, America, go after it with all that you have in you. If you can keep from letting fear make you settle for second best, then I can’t ask for anything more from you. Live your life. Be as happy as you can be, let go of the things that don’t matter, and fight.” ― Kiera Cass
  • “Family myths are cherished by the people who–however unwittingly–have brought them into being. In my own situation, what my father was really saying to me during that last unfortunate phone call was that I had shattered our family’s myth: the myth of a close and tight-knit family in which everyone was in complete agreement about everything, that is, in complete agreement with my father. I had violated one of the tenets of this myth in a way that was unforgivable to him. For that my punishment was to be expelled from the family Happy Father’s Day.” ― Mark Sichel
  • “I knew he was unreliable, but he was fun to be with. He was a child’s ideal companion, full of surprises and happy animal energy. He enjoyed food and drink. He liked to try new things. He brought home coconuts, papayas, mangoes, and urged them on our reluctant conservative selves. On Sundays, he liked to discover new places, take us on endless bus or trolley rides to some new park or beach he knew about. He always counseled daring, in whatever situation, the courage to test the unknown, an instruction that was thematically in opposition to my mother’s.” ― E.L. Doctorow
  • “From then on, I was terrified that I or one of my parents were going to die. My mother worried me the most. She was the force around which our world turned. Unlike our father, who spent his life in the clouds, my mother was propelled through the universe by the brute force of reason. She was the judge in all of our arguments. One disapproving word from her was enough to send us off to hide in a corner, where we would cry and fantasize our own martyrdom. And yet. One kiss could restore us to the princedom. Without her, our lives would dissolve into chaos.” ― Nicole Krauss
  • “My father is the most genial Midwestern guy imaginable, but for him, disaster lurks around every corner—financial ruin, squandered health, pyramid schemes, airbags failing to deploy—so he tends to use fear as a parenting tool to try to goad his daughters into being more prepared. When he retired, he reached new levels of preparedness, so his car contained bottled water, hand wipes, a roadside emergency kit with flares, books on tape, a coin dispenser, and two hand towels to use as makeshift bibs so he and my mother could drive and eat without making a mess.” ― Jancee Dunn
  • “Before you either turn away in disgust or wink knowingly at one another, you should know that the artist insists that this is a picture about love. Filial love. The old man has been condemned by the Roman senate to die of hunger, and his daughter has come to his prison cell and offered her breast to feed him. This has nothing to do with the decorous love or amorous passions one is more accustomed to seeing in a painting. It is raw and wretched and demeaning. In the end, we are physical bodies, and every abstract notion about love sinks beneath this fact.” ― Debra Dean
  • “He was incapable of untruth; never tampered with a fact; never altered a disagreeable word to suit the pleasure or convenience of any mortal being, least of all his own children, who sprung from his loins, should be aware from childhood that life is difficult; facts uncompromising; and the passage to that fabled land where our brightest hopes are extinguished, our frail barks founder in darkness (here Mr. Ramsay would straighten his back and narrow his little blue eyes upon the horizon), one that needs, above all, courage, truth, and the power to endure.” ― Virginia Woolf
  • “But I got through the review, for all their Latin and French; I did, and if you doubt me, you just look at the end of the great ledger, turn it upside down, and you’ll find I’ve copied out all the fine words they said of you: “careful observer,” “strong nervous English,” “rising philosopher.”Oh! I can nearly say it all off by heart, for many a time when I am frabbed by bad debts, or Osborne’s bills, or moidered with accounts, I turn the ledger wrong way up, and smoke a pipe over it, while I read those pieces out of the review which speaks about you, lad!” ― Elizabeth Gaskell
  • “If parenting was an adventure sport, it would be the most courageous sport in the world. It involves venturing into the unknown, full of unexpected twists and turns, and is completely unpredictable. It is also thrilling and rewarding. Parenting is by far my boldest adventure. I’m not an expert, but I am a mother who loves her children and I believe in family. Parenting is not something you do so much as who you are. You don’t “do” mothering. You don’t “do” fathering. You are a mother. You are a father. You are in the process of shaping life and leaving a legacy.” ― Mandi Hart
  • “تجھے واپس میں لاوں کیسےتیرے بن جینا، اس دل کو سکھاوں کیسےہوں دل شکستہ، تجھے واپس میں لاوں کیسےتجھے یاد کر کے جو گرتے ہیں آنسو میرےدنیا والوں سے ان کو چھپاوں کیسےبعد تیرے جو کچھ بھی ہے بیتا مجھ پرداستاں وہ میں تجھ کو سناوں کیسےوہ جو سویا تو اس دن تو نہ اٹھا کبھیرہا سوچتا میں کہ تجھ کو جگاوں کیسےپوچھتے ہیں یہ جو مجھ سے کہ تو کیسا تھاتیری عظمت کا انکو بتاوں کیسےتجھے بچھڑے اک عرصہ اب ہونے کو ہےمگر اس دل کو یہ یقیں میں دلاوں کیسےچہرے کی اس ہنسی پہ نہ جاو یاروںتم کو دل کے زخم میں دکھاوں کیسےتیرے ہونے سے ہی ہنستا تھا یہ دل سعدیہوں پریشاں اب اس کو ہنساوں کیسے(سعد سلمان سعدی)” ― Saad Salman
  • “More importantly, a child needs you to be energetically present with them, to play with them, to listen to them, and to show them you care. Look them in the eyes and say, “You are so important to me.” Then with your actions demonstrate your reverence for them by spending time interacting with them and mentoring them. Even if they do something ‘wrong’ be gentle. They are just learning how to be in this world. If they ‘act out,’ it is always a call for love. If they make a ‘mistake,’ it is always a call for love. Teach them how to make better choices by mentoring them lovingly.” ― Tara Bianca
  • “Joshie has always told Post Human Services Staff to keep a diary, to remember who we were because every moment, our brains and synapses are being rebuilt and rewired with maddening disregard for our personalities, so that each year, each month, each day, we transfer into a different person, and utterly unfaithful iteration of our original selves, of the drooling kid in the sandbox. But not me. I am still a facsimile of my early childhood. I am still looking for a loving dad to lift me up and brush the sand off my ass and to hear English, calm and hurtless, fall off his lips.” ― Gary Shteyngart
  • “Her question was clear-“Father, where does the Loss reside?”In the sighs? Cheeks with tears wiped? A lost appetite? Owning a room confined? Or in the smiles all falsified? Thus, the Father decide, It is no matter to hide, he replied-“I think it’s deep inside, Probably, In the layers of your soul, Where the body provides it, Ample food to be-Magnified, multiplied, intensified. But once you clarify, That it’s not to be occupied inside, It starves of supplies And dies. So child, when there is loss, Make sure you refuse to invite it inward And absolutely never make it your lifelong parasite.” ― Jasleen Kaur Gumber
  • “Do other dads not end their phone calls with existential despair? Because that’s what my dad does. Papa ends most of his calls with me the way you might close a conversation with someone you want to menace. “Anyway,” he’ll say, “I’ll be here. Staring into the abyss.” Or, when I have given him the good news, “The talented will rule and the rest will perish in the sea of mediocrity.” Or, when I have given him bad news, “I am for everything that happens to you, as everything is my fault.” He never ends with anything that couldn’t one day be construed as a tragic yet comic last word.” ― Scaachi Koul
  • “صمت الروحصمت يصقل الحرف قبل ان اتفوه به.صمت فنجان القهوة قبل ان ارتشفه.صمت الفاجعة.هذا الصمت عندما رنّ الهاتف، ما بعد منتصف الليل وقال لي مواسياً: “لقد حاولنا وخسرناه…” صمت الهاتف عندما اغلقته وتوجهت نحو المطبخ كي اشرب كأس ماء.كأس ماء كي لا اذرف دمعة.على الشرفة يردد المذياع النعوة: “انتقل الى رحمته تعالى المأسوف على شبابه….” هذا الغريب الذي لم انس حتى الآن صوته قال بجمود: “انتقل” ولم يذكر الى اين..قال: “المأسوف على شبابه” ونسي طفولتي..ينعون الميت وينسون من يخلف وراءه..كان أبي يردد:”الحياة زهرية حتّى في حزنها”فارتديت الزهر.تأتي امي ترتدي الاسود وترحل.ترتدي الاسود وتنسى الوصية.” ― Malak El Halabi
  • “In un certo senso non saremmo mai più tornate come prima, qualsiasi cosa avessimo fatto, anche provando a vivere lì. Era una consapevolezza che potevamo solo accettare. Se qualche volta ci capitava di trascorrere del tempo serenamente, come se avessimo dimenticato ogni cosa, in fondo restava sempre quell’ombra. Ormai avevamo capito – e faceva male – che vivere significava procedere portandosi tutto dentro. Anche dopo aver sofferto, dopo avere versato lacrime come sangue, cariche di dolore, non provavamo alcun sollievo. Semplicemente sopportavamo, fingendo che tutto andasse bene.” ― Banana Yoshimoto
  • “There must be some kind of internal time distortion effect in here, because when I look at myself in the little mirror above my sink, what I see is my father’s face, my face turning into his. I am beginning to feel how the man looked, especially how he looked on those nights he came home so tired he couldn’t even make it through dinner without nodding off, sitting there with his bowl of soup cooling in front of him, a rich pork-and-winter-melon-saturated broth that, moment by moment, was losing – or giving up – its tiny quantum of heat into the vast average temperature of the universe.” ― Charles Yu
  • “He died at the wrong time when there was much to be clarified and established. They hadn’t even started to be grown-ups together. There was this piece of heaven, this little girl he’d carried around the shop on his shoulders; and then one day she was gone, replaced by a foreigner, an uncooperative woman he didn’t know how to speak to. Being so confused, so weak, so in love, he chose strength and drove her away from himself. The last years he spent wondering where she’d gone, and slowly came to realize that she would never return and that the husband he’d chosen for her was an idiot.” ― Hanif Kureishi
  • “We need to get home and put some ointments and ice on the stings. Vinegar will make it worse, so if you thought Giraffe Boy could pee on you, you’re shit out of luck.”She agrees as if prepared for this—the punishment, the medication, the swelling, the pain that hurts her now, and the pain that will hurt her later. She seems okay with my disapproval. She’s gotten her story, after all, and she’s beginning to see how much easier physical pain is to tolerate than emotional pain. I’m unhappy that she’s learning this at such a young age.“The hospital will have ointments and ice,” she says.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “The dream that we are our fathers. I walked to the Brod,41without knowing why, and looked into my reflection in the water. I couldn’t look away. What was the image that pulled me in after it? What was it that I loved? And then I recognized it. So simple. In the water, I saw my father’s face, and that foresaw the face of its father, and so on, and soon, reflecting back to the beginning of time, to the face of God, in whose image we were created. We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered—our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure . . .” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
  • “Will you remember this day, Gogol?” his father had asked, turning back to look at him, his hands pressed like earmuffs to either side of his head. “How long do I have to remember it?” Over the rise and fall of the wind, he could hear his father’s laughter. He was standing there, waiting for Gogol to catch up, putting out a hand as Gogol drew near. “Try to remember it always,” he said once Gogol reached him, leading him slowly back across the breakwater, to where his mother and Sonia stood waiting. “Remember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.” ― Jhumpa Lahiri
  • “Mandy, I hardly think this was appropriate, not after… you know… after the funeral, we haven’t had the money for any of your weird little games and I was hoping you’d be more mature now that Jud’s gone,” her father had disappointedly added. “How much that cake cost you?”It’s paid for,” Mandy had argued, but her voice had sounded tiny in the harbor wind. “I used the cash from my summer job at Frenchy’s last year and I… it was my birthday, dad!”You can’t even be normal about this one thing, can you?” her father had complained. Mandy hadn’t cried, she’d only stared back knowingly, her voice shaky. “…I’m normal.” ― Rebecca McNutt
  • “Paco Fuentes,” Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Mary. The handsome young man with pale blue eyes like his mother’s and smoky black hair like his fathers takes his assigned seat. Mrs. Peterson regards her new student over the glasses perched on her nose. “Mr. Fuentes, don’t think this class will be a piece of cake because your parents got lucky and developed a medication to halt the progression of Alzheimer’s. Your father never did finish my class and he flunked one of my tests, although I have a feeling your mother was the one who should have failed. But that just means I’ll expect extra from you.” ― Simone Elkeles
  • “{Miller, who was president of American Federation of Musicians, had this to say about Robert Ingersoll at his funeral}On behalf of 15,000 professional musicians, comprising the American Federation of Musicians, permit me to extend to you our heartfelt and most sincere sympathy in the irreparable loss of the model husband, father, and friend. In him the musicians of not only this country, but of all countries, have lost one whose noble nature grasped the true beauties of our sublime art, and whose intelligence gave those impressions expression in words of glowing eloquence that will live as long as language exists.” ― Owen Miller
  • “Many parents lack a biblical view of discipline. They tend to think of discipline as revenge – getting even with the children for what they did. Hebrews 12 makes it clear that discipline is not punitive, but corrective. Hebrews 12 calls discipline a word of encouragement that addresses sons. It says discipline is a sign of God’s identification with us as our Father. God disciplines us for our good that we might share in his holiness. It says that while discipline is not pleasant, but painful, it yields a harvest of righteousness and peace. Rather than being something to balance love, it is the deepest expression of love.” ― Tedd Tripp
  • “Jeeter?” Grace whispered into her walkie-talkie. “Are you awake?” She waited. A few weeks ago, she and Jeeter had started chatting on their walkie-talkies late at night when she couldn’t sleep. He always answered her call no matter how late it was.”I’m here,” his voice echoed back. “Trouble sleeping again?” Yeah.”Another bad dream?” Uh-huh,” she sniffed, unexpected tears flooding her eyes. My dad was calling for me, but I couldn’t find him.” She couldn’t believe she’d said it. She’d never told anyone what she saw in her dreams. But Jeeter understood. He’d told her before that he had bad dreams too since his mom had died.” ― Jo Ann Yhard
  • “I drift off for a while. I don’t know how long, but when I open my eyes, the Oscars are still on and Alex tells me that Sid has gone and this makes me a little sad. Whatever the four of us had is over. He is my daughter’s boyfriend now, and I am a father. A widower. No pot, no cigarettes, no sleeping over. They’ll have to find inventive ways to conduct their business, most likely in uncomfortable places, just like the rest of them. I let him and my old ways go. We all let him go, as well as who we were before this, and now it’s really just the three of us. I glance over at the girls, taking a good look at what’s left.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “I am alive, I have my own children and with them, I have tried to achieve only one aim: that they shouldn’t be afraid of their father. They aren’t. I know that. When I enter a room, they don’t cringe, they don’t look down at the floor, they don’t dart off as soon as they glimpse an opportunity, no, if they look at me, it is not a look of indifference, and if there is anyone I am happy to be ignored by it is them. If there is anyone I am happy to be taken for granted by, it is them. And should they have completely forgotten I was there when they turn forty themselves, I will thank them and take a bow and accept the bouquets.” ― Karl Ove Knausgård
  • “I do what I do because I love God, as I love your children, as I love humanity, as I love peace, truth, and justice for all. I may not be a fan of religion, but I am a big fan of God. I choose not to subscribe to any one religion because I recognize truths in them all — both the truths and flaws. For anybody to believe that any father would want to see his children fighting is madness. It does not make the Creator happy to see anybody massacre any of his beautiful creations. If you must know the religion I choose, I choose LOVE. If you must know the name of my god, his name is Truth, or rather ‘He Who is One, The One Who is All.” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “I bring this up because in writing some thoughts about a father, or not having a father, I feel as though I’m writing a book about a troll under a bridge or a dragon. For me, a father was nothing more than a character in a fairy tale. I know fathers are not like dragons because fathers actually exist. I have seen them on television and sliding their arms around their wives in grocery stores, and I have seen them in the malls and in the coffee shops, but these were characters in other people’s stories. The sad thing is, as a kid, I wondered why I couldn’t have a dragon, but I never wondered why I didn’t have a father. (page 20)” ― Donald Miller
  • “It was a simple gold diadem inlaid with small rubies that had once belonged to Lio’s mother. Belle’s husband had offered to have one made for her, but she insisted on wearing Delphine’s, knowing it meant a great deal more to him that she would be wearing the same crown his mother once did. Maurice had arrived home from his travels just in time to present her with a piece of gold used as a conductor in one of his old inventions, now braided along the base of the crown. Her father had sacrificed so much to make sure Belle had more opportunities than he did, and the crown meant more to her now that it had a piece of her father in it.” ― Emma Theriault
  • “Father-daughter incest is not only the type of incest most frequently reported but also represents a paradigm of female sexual victimization. The relationship between father and daughter, adult male and female child, is one of the most unequal relationships imaginable. It is no accident that incest occurs most often precisely in the relationship where the female is most powerless. The actual sexual encounter may be brutal or tender, painful or pleasurable; but it is always, inevitably, destructive to the child. The father, in effect, forces the daughter to pay with her body for affection and care which should be freely given. p4” ― Judith Lewis Herman
  • “He had a charm about him sometimes, a warmth that was irresistible, like sunshine. He planted Saffy triumphantly on the pavement, opened the taxi door, slung in his bag, gave a huge film-star wave, called, “All right, Peter? Good weekend?” to the taxi driver, who knew him well and considered him a lovely man, and was free.” Back to the hard life,” he said to Peter, and stretched out his legs. Back to the real-life, he meant. The real world where there were no children lurking under tables, no wives wiping their noses on the ironing, no guinea pigs on the lawn, nor hamsters in the bedrooms, and no paper bags full of leaking tomato sandwiches.” ― Hilary McKay
  • “I think maybe when I was very young, I witnessed a chaste cheek kiss between the two when it was impossible to avoid. Christmas, birthdays. Dry lips. On their best married days, their communications were entirely transactional: ‘We’re out of milk again.’ (I’ll get some today.) ‘I need this ironed properly.’ (I’ll do that today.) ‘How hard is it to buy milk?’ (Silence.) ‘You forgot to call the plumber.’ (Sigh.) ‘Goddammit, put on your coat, right now, and go out and get some goddamn milk. Now.’ These messages and orders brought to you by my father, a mid-level phone company manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee.” ― Gillian Flynn
  • “It was not the Fall of Adam, therefore, that set God’s agenda; it was the decision to share the great dance with us through Jesus. Adam’s plunge certainly threatened God’s dreams for us, but that threat had been anticipated and already strategically overcome in the predestination of the incarnation. Jesus Christ did not become human to fix the fall; he became human to accomplish the eternal purpose of our adoption, and in order to bring our adoption to pass, the Fall had to be called to a halt and undone….Jesus is not a footnote to Adam and his Fall; the Fall, and indeed creation itself, is a footnote to the purpose of God in Jesus Christ.” ― C. Baxter Kruger
  • “…My dad, may he rest in peace, taught me many wonderful things. And one of the things he taught me was never asking a guy what you do for a living. He said “If you think about it when you ask a guy, what do you do you do for a living,” you’re saying “how may I gauge the rest of your utterances.” are you smarter than I am? Are you richer than I am, poorer than I am?” So you ask a guy what do you do for a living, it’s the same thing as asking a guy, let me know what your politics are before I listen to you so I know whether or not you’re part of my herd, in which case I can nod knowingly, or part of the other herd, in which case I can wish you dead.” ― David Mamet
  • “Implicit [in the psychiatric literature] is a set of normative assumptions regarding the father’s prerogatives and the mother’s obligations within the family, The father, like the children, is presumed to be entitled to the mother’s love, nurturance, and care. In fact, his dependent needs actually supersede those of the children, for if a mother fails to provide the accustomed intentions, it is taken for granted that some other female must be found to take her place. The oldest daughter is a frequent choice… The father’s wish, indeed his right, to continue to receive female nurturance, whatever the circumstances, is accepted without question.” ― Judith Lewis Herman
  • “TUJHE WAPIS MEIN LAUN KAISE…Tere bin jeena is dil ko sikhaun kaise,Hoon dil shikasta, tujhe wapis mein laun kaise,Tujhe yaad kar k jo girtay hein aansu mere,Dunya walon se unko chhupaun kaise,Baad tere jo kuch bhi hai beeta mujh par,Dastaan wo mein tujh ko sunaun kaise,Wo jo soya tu us din to na utha kabhi,Raha sochta mein k tujh jo jagaun kaise,Poochtay hein yeh jo mujh se k tu kaisa tha,Teri azmat ka inko bataun kaise,Tujhe bichhray ik arsa ab hone ko hai,Magar is dil ko yeh yaqeen mein dilaun kaise,Chehray ki is hansi pe na jao yaaron,Tum ko dil k zakham mein dikhaun kaise,Tere hone se hi hansta tha yeh dil saadi,Hoon pareshan ab isko hansaun kaise…!” ― Saad Salman
  • “O woman, father says natural is beautiful so why do you redden your cheeks and blacken your eyes? Why do you remove the hair on your legs and draw them into your brows? Why do you hold your breath lest your stomach show and hold your farthest they know that you’re a human? O woman, father says natural is beautiful so why do you straighten your hair to curl it next and pretend to orgasm so they think you enjoyed the sex? Why do you dumb yourself down and push your breasts up? Why do you smile when you’re told to and love when you don’t want to? When? When will you stop, woman? Father says natural is beautiful but that is doubtful for what does father know he’s only a fellow.” ― Kamand Kojouri
  • “Silverkit took a step forward and peered past him at Oakheart, who was standing on the far side of the clearing, watching them. Then she stared up at Crookedstar, her bright blue eyes shimmering. She was so like her mother — and like him, too, in the shape of her ears and the length of her tail. Crookedstar gazed down at her, feeling a lifetime of hope open up in front of him. For the first time that day, he felt the warmth of the sun. Watch over us, Willowbreeze. We still need you.“You’re really just training?” Silverkit mewed. “Do you promise?”I promise.” Crookedstar ached with joy. “I’m your father, Silverkit, and that means I will always keep my promises.” ― Erin Hunter
  • “We are not sheep or cows. God didn’t create fences for us or boundaries to contain our nationalities. Man did. God didn’t draw up religious barriers to separate us from each other. Man did. And on top of that, no father would like to see his children fighting or killing each other. The Creator favors the man who spreads loves over the man who spreads hate. A religious title does not make anyone more superior to another. If a kind man stands by his conscience and exhibits truth in his words and actions, he will stand by God regardless of his faith. If mankind wants to evolve, we must learn from our past mistakes. If not, our technology will evolve without us.” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “He felt numb with defeat before the battle even begun. Then he remembered his father. He had told Stanton that a good knight never refused a fight simply because the odds were against him. In such times he was more likely to engage in combat. As a boy, he had watched his father face four armed men at the same time. Stanton wondered where his father had found the strength.”First you, then Serena,” Lambert promised and looked up at the bedroom window. “She won’t expect my attack tonight.”Stanton pulled himself up with new strength. He understood now the source of his father’s bravery. It had come from his need to protect Stanton, the same way Stanton wanted to save Serena.” ― Lynne Ewing
  • “Well, sir, do you mean to remain there, commending my father’s taste in wine, or do you mean to accompany me to Ashtead?” Set off for Ashtead at this hour, when I have been traveling for two days?” said Sir Horace. “Now, do, my boy, have a little common sense! Why should I?”I imagine that your parental feeling, sir, must provide you with the answer! If it does not, so be it! I am leaving immediately!”What do you mean to do when you reach Lacy Manor?” asked Sir Horace, regarding him in some amusement.“Wring Sophy’s neck!” said Mr. Rivenhall savagely.“Well, you don’t need my help for that, my dear boy!” said Sir Horace, settling himself more comfortably in his chair.” ― Georgette Heyer
  • “Humility is a virtue of the heavenly, not arrogance. Are we the most superior beast on earth? No, not in strength and not in intelligence. It is very arrogant to assume that we are the most intelligent species when we keep repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Both rats and monkeys have been shown to learn from error, yet we have not. More people have died in the name of religion than any other cause on earth. Is massacring God’s creations really serving God – or the devil? And what father would want to see his children constantly divided and fighting? What God would allow a single human life to be sacrificed for monetary gain? Again, the Creator or the devil?” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “Wars are waged by people who were parented by someone. Crimes are committed by people who were parented by someone. Brutality is inflicted by people who were parented by someone. Nations are led by people who were parented by someone. Hope, help, and healing are all shared by people who were parented by someone. We, the parents of today, are that someone for our children, and our children will one day be that someone for their children. We may not be able to eliminate all war, end all crime, or stop all brutality, but sowing peace, kindness, compassion, and empathy into our children is the single most powerful way we can each be someone who changes the world for the better.” ― L.R. Knost
  • “Hey, he’s awesome. A little unstable, but awesome. We got along great.” Adrian opened the door to the building we were seeking. “And he’s a badass in his way too. I mean, any other guy who wore scarves like that? He’d be laughed out of this school. Not Abe. He’d beat someone almost as badly as you would. In fact…” Adrian’s voice turned nervous. I gave him a surprised look.”In fact what?”Well…Abe said he liked me. But he also made it clear what he’d do to me if I ever hurt you or did anything bad.” Adrian grimaced. “In fact, he described what he’d do in very graphic detail. Then, just like that, he switched to some random, happy topic. I like the guy, but he’s scary.” ― Richelle Mead
  • “When my father died… I felt so alone. Then I saw you…and it only made me sadder. When you look out into the abyss that awaits you as you grow older… You’re always looking past your father. He’s always there, facing it before you and telling you what to expect, preparing you for what’s coming. He’s comfort you grow to…take for granted. Then when he’s gone, it’s just you…facing the abyss alone. See you in the room when he died… It just reminded me that one day you’ll feel just as alone and scared as I did at that moment. But for now, you’re sleeping…and you’re happy… and everything is okay. Right now. In this moment… It almost seems cruel to wake you up.” ― Robert Kirkman
  • “They would know he was a burden, they could read the struggle in your face, they would watch as you passed and nod, knowing that around the next corner your father had fallen and pissed himself. And they would watch you watch him, note the days you simply kept walking, as if you didn’t see, note the days you knelt beside him, tried to get him to rise, to prop him up. […] you might get the sense that to leave the village would be […] to become open to speculation that you’d abandoned your father to his fate, turned your back, left him to die. Taken and not given back. For if you are not responsible for your own father, who is? Who is going to pick him up off the ground if not you?” ― Nick Flynn
  • “There are times when a time from my childhood comes to me, swirls around me, teases me as I try to catch the memory in my hands, as I try to catch the scents, the sounds, the warmth of the sun on my young face. In bare feet, I reach for it, the memory that is. I reach for summer nights, playing chase, reach across a thousand miles to the comfort of my father’s voice, to the rush of heat when my mother opens the oven to check on the baking, reach toward the rush of laughter, toward home, toward the glory days of my youth. The only way to catch an elusive memory is to open my heart and swallow it whole. When I die, I’ll be stuffed full of memories, too many to fit into a casket.” ― Brenda Sutton Rose
  • “…my father, [was] a mid-level phone company manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days, weeks, at a time, making the air humid, hard to breathe, my father stalking around with his lower jaw jutting out, giving him the look of a wounded, vengeful boxer, grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it across the room … I’m sure he told himself: ‘I never hit her’. I’m sure because of this technicality he never saw himself as an abuser. But he turned our family life into an endless road trip with bad directions and a rage-clenched driver, a vacation that never got a chance to be fun.” ― Gillian Flynn
  • “Many a man has known that startling instant in which Dan Cupid, that busy young rascal, took things in hand, and told him that his baby girl was not a baby girl now, and was about to fly away from him. It is both a happy and a sad thrill that shoots through a man at such an instant. Happy and joyous at his girl’s arrival at maturity; sad, as it brings to mind that awkward fact that his own youth is now but a myth; and that his scalp is showing vacant spots. His baby girl in a bridal gown! His baby girl is a Matron! His baby girl proudly placed a grandchild in his lap!! It’s an impossibility!! But this big world is full of this kind of impossibility, and will stay so as long as Man lasts.” ― Ernest Vincent Wright
  • “I look at my parents the way mothers look at their toddlers. I take every chance to witness them undisturbed. To study every detail as if sitting for an important exam. I take note of their hands, the curves of their ears, the way they envelop a room and greet others. The way their souls shine through when they speak of something they love, like a candid photograph unveiling beauty and truth. Even though I am present in the same space as them, I am distanced because of the intensity of my love. Every heartbeat reminds me of the ephemeral nature of our bodies and the blessedness of these moments until my father looks up from his book and catches me smiling. And like a child he is bewildered for a moment and smiles back.” ― Kamand Kojouri
  • “A person who goes in search of God is wasting his time. He can walk a thousand roads and join many religions and sects–but he’ll never find God that way. God is here, right now, at our side. We can see Him in this mist, in the ground we’re walking on, even in my shoes. His angels keep watch while we sleep and help us in our work. In order to find God, you have only to look around. But meeting Him is not easy. The more God asks us to participate in His mysteries, the more disoriented we become because He asks us constantly to follow our dreams and our hearts. And that’s difficult to do when we’re used to living in a different way. Finally, we discover, to our surprise, that God wants us to be happy because He is the father.” ― Paulo Coelho
  • “Son: Father, you are my father. You saved me. I have sired no one because I left the primordial. I left you, I studied, I suffered, and my visions were pure. Before me, my father, new horizons were opened. Father: Yes, I am your father. I sired you and nowhere did I go. Where I was in the beginning, there I remained. I dwell in the old home, my estate is as it was. I spawned, I lived with your mother. Then I lived with peasant women and girls, spawning. I surrounded myself with chickens, roosters, turkeys. My poultry lay dozens of eggs a day. But I studied nothing, never did I suffer. My horizons remain the same, oh just the same. These spaces, ancient, veritably Russian, assembled around us are all — all just the same.(”Adam”)” ― Andrey Bely
  • “Her father sat her down and spoke to her with great seriousness. “You are not a witch, Katerina. There is magic in the world, and some of it is wholesome, and some of it is not, but it is a thing that is in the blood, and it is not in yours.” The foolish will always treat you badly because they think you are not beautiful,” he said, and she knew this was true. Plain Kate. She was a plain as a stick and thin as a stick and flat as a stick. Her nose was too long and her brows too strong. Her father kissed her twice, once above each brow. “We cannot help what fools think. But understand, it is your skill with a blade that draws this talk. If you want to give up your carving, you have my blessing.''I will never give it up," she answered.” ― Erin Bow “But my father..." Belle began again."What about him?""He needs me....""He raised you by himself, didn't he? Seems like he's done a more than all right job. He'll be fine for a few days on his own," the Beast pointed out.Belle glared at him.Her father couldn't... he didn't......make their meals, tend their garden, earn coin for comestibles they couldn't grow or forage themselves, spend days inventing- all things he did before she was old enough to help him... when he was taking care of her....Her lip quivered. Of course he was fine.Wait..."You think he did a more than all right job?" she couldn't help asking.The Beast shrugged, suddenly embarrassed.She found herself smiling.Was he- was he almost smiling back? In his eyes, at least?” ― Liz Braswell “First memory: a man at the back door is saying, I have real bad news, sweat is dripping off his face, Garbert's been shot, noise from my mother, I run to her room behind her, I'm jumping on the canopied bed while she cries, she's pulling out drawers looking for a handkerchief, Now, he's all right, the man say, they think, patting her shoulder, I'm jumping higher, I'm not allowed, they think he saved old man Mayes, the bed slats dislodge and the mattress collapses. My mother lunges for me.Many traveled to Reidsville for the event, but my family did not witness Willis Barnes' electrocution. From kindergarten through high school, Donette, the murderer's daughter, was in my class. We played together at recess. Sometimes she'd spit on me.” ― Frances Mayes “Making a home, she realized immediately, was much more than having the dust cleared and the lawn trimmed. For years—decades, even—she and her brothers had taken for granted the way their mother tucked extra blankets around them on nights that turned especially cold or how their father set down his tools and bent over to look them in the eyes when they spoke. Or better yet, handed them a tool and let them work alongside him. As children, they had been oblivious to all their parents did—perfectly, contentedly oblivious.But she wasn’t anymore. She felt it all. Like a forehead kiss when thought to be sleeping, the love was there whether noticed or not. All give, no take. However, the thing about abundant love is that it needs somewhere to go.” ― Corinne Beenfield “And so seated next to my father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked, "Father, what is sexsin?"He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case off the floor and set it on the floor.Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?" he said.I stood up and tugged at it. It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.It's too heavy," I said.Yes," he said, "and it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It's the same way, Corrie, with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger, you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you.” ― Corrie Ten Boom “But what of Ham? It didn’t matter if he told anyone about his drunken father or not, if he chided him or tried to dress him, if he lifted his struggling body back into bed, if he took his hand and told him where to place his feet, none of this changed the fact of what he’d seen. It’s possible he opened a door innocently, followed the sound of Noah’s voice cursing God and the sky, possible he didn’t even look, that he turned away before seeing. And it’s likely that Noah hadn’t noticed the door opening, couldn’t have told you who had come in, which son, wouldn’t remember anyway. Apparently it’s God’s call. Ham saw his father drunk and naked, and for this he was cursed, and all of his offspring, and the races that led from these offspring, accursed forever.” ― Nick Flynn “Tamlin’s arm tightened around me, and he kissed the top of my head. I pulled back, looking up at him.The gold in his eyes, bright with the rising sun, flickered. “What?”“My father once told me that I should let my sisters imagine a better life—a better world. And I told him that there was no such thing.” I ran my thumb over his mouth, marveling, and shook my head. “I never understood—because I couldn’t … couldn’t believe that it was even possible.” I swallowed, lowering my hand. “Until now.”His throat bobbed. His kiss that time was deep and thorough, unhurried and intent.I let the dawn creep inside me, let it grow with each movement of his lips and brush of his tongue against mine. Tears pricked beneath my closed eyes.It was the happiest moment of my life.” ― Sarah J. Maas “His father's last word, which Sean had never told anyone, not even his mother, hadn't been goodbye: it had been hello. He hadn't died; he'd been set free from the constraints of history and flesh. And while the fathers of other children could only be the people they were, and were forced to live the lives they'd made for themselves, the Philip Steiner of his son's daydreams was all the possible versions of himself that Sean could imagine. He was always near, always ready to listen, always offering solace. He was all the possible fathers. He was a dragonslayer and a titan of industry; he was a cunning detective and a grizzled gunfighter; he was an astronaut and a priest and a jailer of thieves. He lived in the shadows, and he filled his son's world with light.” ― Dexter Palmer “It is 1908.The stars shone above in the night sky as a steamship floated among the clouds.It's captain, Captain Otra, looked at his watch. He was ahead of his delivery schedule by 30 minutes to deliver the British Government it's much-needed order of concentrated milk and goat cheese from the shores of New Zealand.He had inherited the business from his wife's father. His wife had passed roughly 5 years ago.His daughter Lux Otra was tinkering for the hundredth time on her grandfather's sky faring compass, taking it apart and putting it back together. Each time she fixed, the compass worked perfectly again. Memorizing these intricate steps would give her temporary satisfaction but now she couldn't do it anymore. She set the compass down and sighed in frustration.” ― bellatuscana “How can I begin to tell you how much I miss you without using those three common words that can't even start to express the magnitude nor the depth of my emotions. How can I write in my own blood while wanting to revert its color. The color of blood is similar to "I miss you". It has been raped by writers and lovers constantly, ever since Cain and Abel. I want to be able to create a new alphabet that can simply stand in front of you without bowing. I want to use new metaphors that would erupt like volcanoes between the phrases of my readers' souls. Metaphors such as your absence is similar to eating salt straight from the shaker while thirst is devouring my tongue. Metaphors such as the lack of your presence is like being straddled behind the glass of my own senses.” ― Malak El Halabi “This day is a reminder to us all that there are many. Who have unconditional love, who have time and respect for their women and children. Man who gives advice, attention, guidance, help, wisdom and education to their women and children. A man who encourages, motivates and inspires their women and children. A man who sacrifices everything for their children and women, not a man who sacrifices their child and women for everything. A man who uses their strength to protect their family, not a man who uses their strength to hurt their family. Not a man who abuses, rape, molest, threaten, torture, or humiliate their children and family. To all those good men. Happy Fathers Day. May God bless you more. Don’t stop what you are doing and may other men learn from your ways.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos “There were always a few words that his flamboyant English insisted he mispronounce: words, I often imagined, over which his heart took hidden pleasure when he had got them by the gullet and held them there until they empurpled to the color of his own indignant nature. "Another'' was one of them--I cannot count how many times each day we would hear him say, "Anther?" "Anther?" It did not matter whether it was another meal or another government or another baby at issue: all we heard was a voice bristling over with amazement at the thought that another could exist. It seemed his patience could not sustain itself over the trisyllabic, tripping up his voice on most tri syllables that did not sound like "Pakistan"--for there was a word over which he could not slow down, to exude ownership as he uttered it!” ― Sara Suleri “A father must be good to his wife and daughter, because from watching this treatment — the son will learn how to treat all women, and his daughter will know what a good man is supposed to act like. And a mother must always remain morally good and faithful to her husband, be attentive to all her children, and be filled with patience, forgiveness, kind words, compassion and love — so her children are raised to respect all mothers, and know what a good woman is supposed to act like. If you neglect your fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, husbands, and wives, then don't be surprised when the Creator is forced to neglect you. Neglect, and you will be neglected. Protect, and you will be protected. Reject, and you will be rejected. Love all, and all that love will be mirrored by the Creator — and reflected back onto YOU.” ― Suzy Kassem “I hope she can’t tell that I’m appraising her and that I’m completely worried by what I see. She’s excitable and strange. She’s ten. What do people do during the day when they’re ten? She runs her fingers along the window and mumbles, “This could give me bird flu,” and then she forms a circle around her mouth with her hand and makes trumpet noises. She’s nuts. Who knows what’s going on in that head of hers, and speaking of her head, she most definitely could use a haircut or a brushing. There are small tumbleweeds of hair resting on the top of her head. Where does she get haircuts? I wonder. Has she ever had one before? She scratches her scalp, then looks at her nails. She wears a shirt that says I’M NOT THAT KIND OF GIRL. BUT I CAN BE! I’m grateful that she isn’t too pretty, but I realize this could change.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings “I became aware of Jews in my early teens, as I started to pick up the signals from the Christian church. Not that I was Christian – I’d been an atheist since I was five. But my father, a Congregational minister, had some sympathy with the idea that the Jews had killed Christ. But any indoctrination was offset by my discovery of the concentration camps, of the Final Solution. Whilst the term 'Holocaust' had yet to enter the vocabulary I was overwhelmed by my realisation of what Germany had perpetrated on Jews. It became a major factor in my movement towards the political left. I’d already read 'The Grapes of Wrath' by John Steinbeck, the Penguin paperback that would change my life. The story of the gas chambers completed the process of radicalisation and would, just three years later, lead me to join the Communist Party.” ― Phillip Adams “As a parent, you have authority because God calls you to be an authority in your child's life. You have the authority to act on behalf of God. As a father or mother, you do not exercise rule over your jurisdiction, but over God's. You act at his command. You discharge a duty that he has given. You may not try to shape the lives of your children as pleases you, but as pleases him. All you do in your task as parents must be done from this point of view. You must undertake all your instruction, your care and nurture, your correction and discipline, because God has called you to. ... If you are God's agent in this task of providing essential training and instruction of the Lord, then you, too, are a person under authority. You and your child are in the same boat. You are both under God's authority. You have different roles, but the same Master.” ― Tedd Tripp “Valerie, I love you so much. I wanted you to have a normal childhood—so I lived a double life. Hiding in plain sight. Living modestly.” He began to pace the room, the words tumbling out of him. “I tried to keep it up, but I’vebeen so disrespected. Even by my own wife. I couldn’t do it anymore. I’ve settled for far less than I deserved, and I just couldn't do it anymore. I decided it was time to leave for the city....For richer hunting grounds.” Cesaire was snarling now, a scary, powerful force. Valerie felt herself being drawn to it....She took a deep, steadying breath. It was not just fear that she felt. What she felt was so much more complex than that, something she couldn’t understand. “Then why didn't you just go?”“Because I loved you girls, and I wanted you to come with me. To share the wealth.”“But you had to wait until the blood moon.” ― Sarah Blakley-Cartwright “If you sum up your judgment of me, the result you get is that, although you don't charge me with anything downright improper or wicked . . . , you do charge me with coldness, estrangements and ingratitude. And, what is more, you charge me with it in such a way as to make it seem my fault, as though I might have been able, with something like a touch on the steering wheel, to make everything quite different, while you aren't in the slightest to blame, unless it be for having been too good to me.This, your usual way of representing it, I regard as accurate only in so far as I too believe you are entirely blameless in the matter of our estrangement. But I am equally entirely blameless. If I could get you to acknowledge this, then what would be possible is—not, I think, a new life, we are both much too old for that—but still, a kind of peace . . .” ― Franz Kafka “This horrible half-grief has made me feel complicit in darkness. I worry that my sadness will be interpreted as an endorsement of his choices—of his very existence—and in this matter I don’t want to be misunderstood, so I cannot admit that I grieve him, that I care at all for the loss of this monstrous man who raised me. And in the absence of healthy actionI remain frozen, a sentient stone in the wake of my father’s death.I hated him.I hated him with a violent intensity I’ve never since experienced. But the fire of true hatred, I realize, cannot exist without the oxygen of affection. I would not hurt so much, or hate so much, if I did not care. And it is this, my unrequited affection for my father, that has always been my greatest weakness. So I lie here, marinating in a sorrow I can never speak of, while regret consumes my heart.I am an orphan.” ― Tahereh Mafi “Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rage at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” ― Dylan Thomas “You can't be transcendent,... which will mean to be perfect in everything. You can try to act as such person, but there is a lot of to learn.- As first you always will know the few from everything- Everything is endless!- (The Wolf of Wall Street), forgot everything what people say to you about the topic "Money"...because money are the thing which make your life interesting. You could buy the best phone, the best hotel or the best room, the best house, the best car, the best TV, the best books... the best wife... There are outside a lot of women who will sleep with you in exchange for money... so reality you need money to have them... (More far than this I can't take you, because the train is too fast It will delete everything.... <----- it will just start from here.)... What I'm gonna say or I will say is "Good Luck and try by yourself to finish the mission".” ― Deyth Banger “Finding the FatherMy friend, this body offers to carry us for nothing– as the ocean carries logs. So on some days the body wails with its great energy; it smashes up the boulders, lifting small crabs that flow around the sides.Someone knocks on the door. We do not have time to dress. He wants us to go with him through the blowing and rainy streets, to the dark house.We will go there, the body says, and there find the father whom we have never met, who wandered out in a snowstorm the night we were born, and who then lost his memory, and has lived since longing for his child, whom he saw only once… while he worked as a shoemaker, as a cattle herder in Australia, as a restaurant cook who painted at night.When you light the lamp you will see him. He sits there behind the door… the eyebrows so heavy, the forehead so light… lonely in his whole body, waiting for you.” ― Robert Bly “A nod at Beatrice who held absolutely still. "She said she would come with me. She insisted on it. She stamped her little foot at me."He pointed down to her toes as if she were a child yet.Then he straightened his shoulders. "But I sent her back to the nursery, where she belonged, and told her to play with her dolls instead. As everyone knows, a female on a hunt is a distraction at best and bad luck at worse."Which explained why Beatrice went into the woods with her hound alone, George thought. She looked now as though she had gone to some other place where she could not hear her father's words and thus could not be hurt by them. George wondered how often she was forced to go to that place.Did King Helm not see how much she was like him? It seemed she was rejected for any sign of femininity yet also rejected for not showing enough femininity, How could she win?” ― Mette Ivie Harrison “I was a timid child. For all that, I am sure I was also obstinate, as children are. I am sure that Mother spoiled me too, but I cannot believe I was particularly difficult to manage; I cannot believe that a kindly word, a quiet talking hand, a friendly look, could not have got me to do anything that was wanted of me. Now you are, after all, basically a charitable and kindhearted person (what follows will not be in contradiction to this, I am speaking only of the impression you made on the child), but not every child has the endurance and fearlessness to go on searching until it comes to the kindliness that lies beneath the surface. You can treat a child only in the way you yourself are constituted, with vigor, noise, and hot temper, and in this case such behavior seemed to you to be also most appropriate because you wanted to bring me up to be a strong, brave boy.” ― Franz Kafka “Look at that," he said. "How the ink bleeds." He loved the way it looked, to write on a thick pillow of the pad, the way the thicker width of paper underneath was softer and allowed for a more cushiony interface between pen and surface, which meant more time the two would be in contact for any given point, allowing the fiber of the paper to pull, through capillary action, more ink from the pen, more ink, which meant more evenness of ink, a thicker, more even line, a line with character, with solidity. The pad, all those ninety-nine sheets underneath him, the hundred, the even number, ten to the second power, the exponent, the clean block of planes, the space-time, really, represented by that pad, all of the possible drawings, graphs, curves, relationships, all of the answers, questions, mysteries, all of the problems solvable in that space, in those sheets, in those squares.” ― Charles Yu “I'd completely forgotten about it. But I saw it now. Spelled out across the lunar surface, two words -- "Hello, Dad!"I was grinning all over my face. I whispered, "Hello," into the phone. I was assuming that she'd written it for me. Now I come to think about it, maybe she was saying hello to the other dad, the one who'd left.My dad looked across at me. He looked puzzled. Like he knew it had something to do with me. I said, "Hello, Dad." And he looked even more confused. When he hears this story maybe he'll think I got them to write it there for him. And maybe he'll be right. Maybe it was for both of us, and for other dads too. For all the dads on Earth. And for all the dads not on Earth. And for their dads, outwards in space and backwards in time, all the way to the Dad of the Universe.And looking out into the space, it sends a greeting from Earth to the Universe. Hello, Dad.” ― Frank Cottrell Boyce “When I was a child I had a fishless aquarium. My father set it up for me with gravel and plants and pebbles before he'd got the fish and I asked him to leave it as it was for a while. The pump kept up a charming burble, the green-gold light was wondrous when the room was dark. I put in a china mermaid and a tin horseman who maintained a relationship like that of the figures on Keats Grecian urn except that the horseman grew rusty. Eventually fish were pressed upon me and they seemed an intrusion, I gave them to a friend. All that aquarium wanted was the sound of the pump, the gently waving plants, the mysterious pebbles and the silent horseman forever galloping to the mermaid smiling in the green-gold light. I used to sit and look at them for hours. The mermaid and the horseman were from my father. I have them in a box somewhere here, I'm not yet ready to take them out and look at them again.” ― Russell Hoban “Whenever anyone has asked me if wrestling is “worth it,” meaning is the reward worth the pain, worth the travel, worth being away from your family, I’ve always answered yes. And it always felt like it was. But I naïvely assumed that when I was done wrestling, I could always go home and make up for all the time I’ve missed with my family and friends. Now, going home isn’t the same, and there is nothing I can do to make up for all the time I’ve spent away from my father. Instead of being proud of my accomplishments, all I feel is regret about not being there for the most important people in my life, the people who have loved me in a way that had nothing to do with wrestling. If you were to ask me today if all the reward was worth the sacrifices, I would say no. Yet I keep on because I’m not quite sure what else to do with myself and because stopping now won’t give me any more time with my father.” ― Daniel Bryan “A boy trudged down the sidewalk dragging a fishing pole behind him. A man stood waiting with his hands on his hips. Summertime, and his children played in the front yard with their friend, enacting a strange little drama of their own invention. It was fall, and his children fought on the sidewalk in front of Mrs. Dubose's. . . . Fall, and his children trotted to and fro around the corner, the day's woes and triumphs on their faces. They stopped at an oak tree, delighted, puzzled, apprehensive. Winter, and his children shivered at the front gate, silhouetted against a blazing house. Winter, and a man walked into the street, dropped his glasses, and shot a dog. Summer, and he watched his children's heart break. Autumn again, and Boo's children needed him. Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.” ― Harper Lee “Kalmar nodded. "I'm sorry, Papa. I wasn't strong enough.”None of us are, lad. Me least of all.” Esben smiled and took a rattling breath. “But it’s a weakness that the Maker turns to strength. Your fur is why you alone loved a dying cloven. You alone in all the world knew my need and ministered to my wounds.” Esben pulled Kalmar closer and kissed him on the head. “And in my weakness, I alone know your need. Hear me, son. I loved you when you were born. I loved you when I wept in the Deeps of Throg. I loved you even as you sang the song that broke you. And I love you now in the glory of your humility. You’re more fit to be the king than I ever was. Do you understand?”Kalmar shook his head.Esben smiled and shuddered with pain. “A good answer, my boy. Then do you believe that I love you?''Yes, sir. I believe you." Kalmar buried his face in his father's fur."Remember that in the days to come. Nia, Janner, Leeli - help him to remember.” ― Andrew Peterson “Phoebe knew West couldn't see beyond his own fears of being unworthy, of someday causing her unhappiness. But this high degree of concern was precisely what inclined her to trust him. One thing was clear: if she wanted him, she would have to be the pursuer.West lounged on the floor between her two sons, a heavy forelock of dark hair falling over his forehead. "What does a chicken say?" he asked Stephen, holding up a wooden figure.The toddler took it from him and answered, "Rower!"West blinked in surprise and began to chuckle along with Justin. "By God, that is a fierce chicken."Delighted by his effect on West, Stephen held up the chicken. "Rower," he growled again, and this time West and Justin collapsed in laughter. Quickly West reached out to the toddler's blond head, pulled him closer and crushed a brief kiss among the soft curls.Had there been any doubts lingering in Phoebe's mind, they were demolished in that moment.Oh, yes... I want this man.” ― Lisa Kleypas “Henry...your father was a brave man."He continued attacking the metal with a sledgehammer, brutally hacking at the anvil. She wasn't sure he had heard her. Then, he stopped short, the hammer hanging heavy in the air, the fire snapping in front of him."I was close enough to smell it," he seethed, not turning. "But I was afraid. I hid from it." Clang! I didn't do anything."I should have done something." Clang! "I should have saved him."Valerie saw that he was destroying all of their half-finished projects. They would remain that way forever."I've lost someone, too, Henry—I know how it is. Please, come away from the fire."He didn't. Clang! "Henry, please."One of the fiery specks spat out of the forge and landed on Henry's arm, searing his flesh. Punishing himself, he did not stop to remove it until finally, with one quick motion, he gestured violently towards the door, shaking it off."Valerie, leave," he snarled. "I don't want you to see me like this.” ― Sarah Blakley-Cartwright “But then, staring at the label on one crate, which readSWORD-CAN-LUBECK SHOE TREE-HORASUITS (3)-ASSORTED HANDKERCHIEFS (6)-HORAJosef felt a bloom of dread in his belly, and all at once he was certain that it was not going to matter one iota how his father and the others behaved. Orderly or chaotic, well inventoried and civil or jumbled and squabbling, the Jews of Prague were dust on the boots of the Germans, to be whisked off with an indiscriminate broom. Stoicism and an eye for detail would avail them nothing. In later years, when he remembered this moment, Josef would be tempted to think that he had suffered a premonition, looking at those mucilage-caked labels, of the horror to come. At the time it was a simpler matter. The hair stood up on the back of his neck with a prickling discharge of ions. His heart pulsed in the hollow of his throat as if someone had pressed there with a thumb. And he felt, for an instant, that he was admiring the penmanship of someone who had died.” ― Michael Chabon “But Saeed’s father was thinking also of the future, even though he did not say this to Saeed, for he feared that if he said this to his son that his son might not go, and he knew above all else that his son must go, and what he did not say was that he had come to that point in a parent’s life when, if a flood arrives, one knows one must let go of one’s child, contrary to all the instincts one had when one was younger, because holding on can no longer offer the child protection, it can only pull the child down, and threaten them with drowning, for the child is now stronger than the parent, and the circumstances are such that the utmost of strength is required, and the arc of a child’s life only appears for a while to match the arc of a parent’s, in reality one sits atop the other, a hill atop a hill, a curve atop a curve, and Saeed’s father’s arc now needed to curve lower, while his son’s still curved higher, for with an old man hampering them these two young people were simply less likely to survive.” ― Mohsin Hamid “I look in the jewelry box where Joanie found the drugs. She showed me a miniature Ziploc bag filled with a clear, hard rock.“What is this?” I said. I never did drugs, so I had no idea. Heroin? Cocaine? Crack? Ice? “What is this?” I screamed at Alex, who screamed back, “It’s not like I shoot it!”A plastic ballerina pops up and slowly twirls to a tinkling song whose sound is discordant and deformed. The pink satin liner is dirty, and other than a black pearl necklace, the box holds only rusty paper clips and rubber bands noosed with Alex’s dark hair. I see a note stuck to the mirror and pick up the jewelry box and move the ballerina aside. She twirls against my finger. The note says, I wouldn’t hide them in the same place twice.I let out a short breath through my nose. Good one, Alex. I close the jewelry box and shake my head, missing her tremendously. I wish she never went back to boarding school, and I don’t understand her sudden change of plans. What did they fight about? What could have been so bad?” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings “It's because I don't have courage,'' said Samuel. 'I could never quite take the responsibility. When the Lord God did not call my name, I might have called his name - but I did not. There you have the difference between greatness and mediocrity. It's not an uncommon disease. But it's nice for a mediocre man to know that greatness must be the loneliest state in the world.''I'd think there are degrees of greatness,' Adam said.'I don't think so,' said Samuel. 'That would be like saying there is a little bigness. No. I believe when you come to that responsibility the hugeness and you are alone to make your choice. On one side you have warmth and companionship and sweet understanding, and on the other - cold, lonely greatness. There you make your choice. I'm glad I chose mediocrity, but how am I to say what reward might have come with the other? None of my children will be great either, except perhaps Tom. He's suffering over the choosing right now. It's a painful thing to watch. And somewhere in me I want him to say yes. Isn't that strange? A father to want his son condemned to greatness! What selfishness that must be.” ― John Steinbeck “Rummaging through these old, yellowing picture postcards, I find that everything has suddenly become confused, everything is in chaos. Ever since my father vanished from the story, from the novel, everything has come loose, fallen apart. His mighty figure, his authority, even his very name, were sufficient to hold the plot within fixed limits, the story that ferments like grapes in barrels, the story in which fruit slowly rots, trampled underfoot, crushed by the press of memories, weighted down by its own juices and by the sun. And now that the barrel has burst, the wine of the story has spilled out, the soul of the grape, and no divine skill can put it back inside the wineskin, compress it into a short tale, mold it into a glass of crystal. Oh, golden-pink liquid, oh, fairy tale, oh, alcoholic vapor, oh, fate! I don't want to curse God, I don't want to complain about life. So I'll gather together all those picture postcards in a heap, this era full of old-fashioned splendor and romanticism, I'll shuffle my cards, deal them as in a game of solitaire for readers who are fond of solitaire and intoxicating fragrances, of bright colors and vertigo.” ― Danilo Kiš “Can you think what the Mirror of Erised shows us all?" Harry shook his head."Let me explain. The happiest man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is. Does that help." Harry thought. Then he said slowly, "It shows us what we want... whatever we want..." "Yes and no," said Dumbledore quietly. "It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts. You, who have never known your family, see them standing around you. Ronald Weasley, who has always been overshadowed by his brothers, sees himself standing alone, the best of all of them. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible."The Mirror will be moved to a new home tomorrow, Harry, and I ask you not to go looking for it again. If you ever do run across it, you will now be prepared. It does not dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that. Now, why don't you put that admirable cloak back on and get off to bed.” ― J.K. Rowling “. . . such a rush immediately ensued that she with a laughing face and plundered dress was borne towards it the centre of a flushed and boisterous group, just in time to greet the father, who came home attended by a man laden with Christmas toys and presents. Then the shouting and the struggling, and the onslaught that was made on the defenceless porter! Then scaling him, with chairs for ladders, to dive into his pockets, despoil him of brown-paper parcels, hold on tight by his cravat, hug him round the neck, pommel his back and kick his legs in irrepressible affection! The shouts of wonder and delight with which the development of every package was received! The terrible announcement that the baby had been taken in the act of putting a doll's frying-pan into his mouth, and was more than suspected of having swallowed a fictitious turkey, glued on a wooden platter! The immense relief of finding this false alarm! The joy, and gratitude, and ecstasy! They are indescribable alike. It is enough that by degrees the children and their emotions got out of the parlor, and by one stair at a time up to the top of the house; where they went to bed, and so subsided.” ― Charles Dickens “Are we taking the Subaru?”“No. We’ll run.”Running is not part of my plan. Stopping right here is my plan.“I’m not actually supposed to run,” I try to say. “The arm and everything.”“I’m sorry about your arm.”“Really?”He swoops me up as if I weigh nothing, leans me against his chest, and carries me the way grooms are supposed to carry brides over thresholds. He is cold now, away from the fire. He smells of mushrooms. “Are you afraid of heights?”He keeps my good arm against him, and doesn’t even jostle my cast arm. It’s smooth and quick and I don’t have time to ...He sets me down on the rolling ground in a large clearing in the middle of tall pine trees. My breath whooshes out like I’d been holding it.“Oh, that was amazing,” I say before I realize it.“You’re glowing. I thought you hated me.''I do. But flying? I don’t hate flying. I read this book once where—” Do you read?''Yeah.”“Good. I like philosophy myself. It’s good to have a daughter who reads.”I swallow, shift my weight on my feet. They won’t be able to follow us here; we left no tracks. I can’t believe we flew. “Can all pixies fly? Because I was totally unprepared for that. I mean, I didn’t read that.''Only ones with royal blood. You can.” ― Carrie Jones
  • “I have just taught Soli to make borscht! Yesterday I bought beets with big, glossy leaves still caked with wet soil. Neneh washed them in the tub until her arthritis flared, but she promised to make dolmas with the leaves. After we closed Soli tucked the beets under coals and roasted them all night. When I woke up I smelled caramel and winter and smoke. It made me so hungry, I peeled a hot, slippery one for breakfast and licked the ashes and charred juices off with my burnt fingertips. Noor, bruised from betrayal, remembered borscht, remembered stirring sour cream into the broth and making pink paisley shapes with the tip of her spoon, always surprised by the first tangy taste, each time anticipating sweetness. Her mother had called it a soup for the brokenhearted. She marveled at her father’s enthusiasm for borscht, when for thirty years each day had been a struggle. Another man would’ve untied his apron long ago and left the country for a softer life, but not Zod. He would not walk away from his courtyard with its turquoise fountain and rose-colored tables beneath the shade of giant mulberry trees, nor the gazebo, now overgrown with jasmine, where an orchestra once played and his wife sang into the summer nights.” ― Donia Bijan
  • “Ethan’s voice was choked. “I realize now, what my father felt. When I left home. He must have felt as if everything was ending. That everything he knew was finishing. I wasn’t even aware of what he was going through, how it felt for him. I was so caught up in the excitement of moving out and having a job that would buy me a car. I was so eager to leave. His heart was breaking, and I totally missed it. I was completely unaware that his whole world was changing too. But for him it wasn’t raining, it was losing. He was losing part of himself. The part of his life that had focused on me and my mother for seventeen years was ending, and I never even noticed.”For a moment, Leo thought Ethan was about to ask him to stay. If he does, I will, Leo thought. Ethan took a deep breath. “But hard as it is. It can’t be stopped. Can’t be sidestepped. No matter how much we want to or how fearful the future looks, we can’t stay frozen in place. You can go forward or you can try to hold on. I’ve seen people that we’re afraid to let go, that never committed to their life. You can feel the desperate regret emanate from them. They know they missed something, but instead of jumping on the next train, they keep looking back for the one they missed.” ― Tom Deaderick
  • “Anger, resentment, jealousy, desire for revenge, lust, greed, antagonisms, and rivalries are the obvious signs that I have left home. And that happens quite easily. When I pay careful attention to what goes on in my mind from moment to moment, I come to the disconcerting discovery that there are very few moments during the day when I am really free from these dark emotions, passions, and feelings. Constantly falling back into an old trap, before I am even fully aware of it, I find myself wondering why someone hurt me, rejected me, or didn’t pay attention to me. Without realizing it, I find myself brooding about someone else’s success, my own loneliness, and the way the world abuses me. Despite my conscious intentions, I often catch myself daydreaming about becoming rich, powerful, and very famous. All of these mental games reveal to me the fragility of my faith that I am the Beloved One on whom God’s favor rests. I am so afraid of being disliked, blamed, put aside, passed over, ignored, persecuted, and killed, that I am constantly developing strategies to defend myself and thereby assure myself of the love I think I need and deserve. And in so doing I move far away from my father’s home and choose to dwell in a “distant country.” ― Henri J.M. Nouwen
  • “I pulled the sheet off their faces. Their faces were black with coal dust and didn’t look like anything was wrong with them except they were dirty. Both of them had smiles on their faces. I thought maybe one of them had told a joke just before they died and, pain and all, they both laughed and ended up with a smile. Probably not true but it made me feel good to think about it like that, and when the Sister came in I asked her if I could clean their faces and she said, “no, certainly not!” but I said, “ah, c’mon, it’s me brother n’ father, I want to,” and she looked at me and looked at me, and at last, she said, “of course, of course, I’ll get some soap and water.”When the nun came back she helped me. Not doing it, but more like showing me how, and talking to me, saying things like “this is a very handsome man” and “you must have been proud of your brother” when I told her how Charlie Dave would fight for me, and “you’re lucky you have another brother”; of course I was, but he was younger and might change, but she talked to me and made it all seem normal, the two of us standing over a dead face and cleaning the grit away. The only other thing I remember a nun ever saying to me was, “Mairead, you get to your seat, this minute!” ― Sheldon Currie
  • “What is the matter with people?” Sam fumed. “I said we needed a hundred kids and we got thirteen? Fifteen, maybe?” They’re just kids,” Astrid said.“We’re all just kids. We’re all going to be very hungry kids.” They’re used to being told what to do by their parents or teachers. You need to be more direct. As in, Hey, kid, get to work. Now.” She thought for a moment then added, “Or else.”Or else what?” Sam asked.“Or else…I don’t know. We’re not going to let anyone starve. If we can help it. I don’t know the ‘or else.’ All I know is you can’t expect kids to just automatically behave the right way. I mean, when I was little my mom would give me a gold star when I was good and take away a privilege when I wasn’t.” What am I supposed to do? Tell three hundred kids spread out in seventy or eighty different homes that they can’t watch DVDs? Confiscate iPods?” It’s not easy playing daddy to three hundred kids,” Astrid admitted.“I’m not anyone’s daddy,” Sam practically snarled. Another sleepless night, in a long string of them, had left him in a foul mood. “I’m supposed to be the mayor, not the father.”These kids don’t know the difference,” Astrid pointed out. “They need parents. So they look at you. And Mother Mary. Me, even, to some extent.” ― Michael Grant
  • “ Do it, Zhian urges. Let me out, Zahra. Let me out. Listen to me first, I demand. There are jinn charmers out here—did you hear them? They are playing, filling the hills with their charms. You must not go near the humans, or we will both end up right back where we started. We could take them together, he replies. You and I—working as a team. We would be unstoppable! To that, I only send him an image of the lamp, and he curses. I quickly relay to him the deal I made with Nardukha. Zhian stews in his jar, his impatience hammering through my thoughts. When I finish, he spits, So do it! Let me out! I glance around, making sure we’re alone, then lift the jar high before dashing it against a rock. The pottery shatters, as does the charm that held Zhian captive inside. A burst of smoke fills the air, red and angry. It swells and thunders.“Quiet!” I hiss. “They’ll come!” I do not fear mortals! “Then you’re an idiot. If it weren’t for me, they’d still have you bottled up in their crypts.” My father would not allow it! Zhian swirls around me, his wind pulling at my hair and my black cloak. Dragon heads materialize in the smoke, snapping and hissing dangerously close to my face. He would burn their city for my sake! He would sink their ships and wreck their walls! ” ― Jessica Khoury
  • “For Sayonara, literally translated, ‘Since it must be so,’ of all the good-byes I have heard is the most beautiful. Unlike the Auf Wiedershens and Au Revoir, it does not try to cheat itself by any bravado ‘Till we meet again,’ any sedative to postpone the pain of separation. It does not evade the issue like the sturdy blinking Farewell. Farewell is a father’s good-by. It is – ‘Go out in the world and do well, my son.’ It is encouragement and admonition. It is hope and faith. But it passes over the significance of the moment; of parting it says nothing. It hides its emotion. It says too little. While Good-by (‘God be with you) and Adios say too much. They try to bridge the distance, almost to deny it. Good-by is a prayer, a ringing cry. ‘You must not go – I cannot bear to have you go! But you shall not go alone, unwatched. God will be with you. God’s hand will over you’ and even – underneath, hidden, but it is there, incorrigible – ‘I will be with you; I will watch you – always.’ It is a mother’s goodbye. But Sayonara says neither too much nor too little. It is a simple acceptance of fact. All understanding of life lies in its limits. All emotion, smoldering, is banked up behind it. But it says nothing. It is really the unspoken good-bye, the pressure of a hand, ‘Sayonara.” ― Anne Morrow Lindbergh
  • “If the Bible be true, God commanded his chosen people to destroy men simply for the crime of defending their native land. They were not allowed to spare trembling and white-haired age, nor dimpled babes clasped in the mothers’ arms. They were ordered to kill women, and to pierce, with the sword of war, the unborn child. ‘Our heavenly Father’ commanded the Hebrews to kill the men and women, the fathers, sons, and brothers, but to preserve the girls alive. Why were not the maidens also killed? Why were they spared? Read the thirty-first chapter of Numbers, and you will find that the maidens were given to the soldiers and the priests. Is there, in all the history of war, a more infamous thing than this? Is it possible that God permitted the violets of modesty, that grow and shed their perfume in the maiden’s heart, to be trampled beneath the brutal feet of lust? If this was the order of God, what, under the same circumstances, would have been the command of a devil? When, in this age of the world, a woman, a wife, a mother, read this record, she should, with scorn and loathing, throw the book away. A general, who now should make such an order, giving over to massacre and rapine a conquered people, would be held in operation by the whole civilized world. Yet, if the bible is true, the supreme and infinite God was once a savage.” ― Robert G. Ingersoll
  • “Because the truth was, and we both knew it, he’d gone long, long ago. I’d just made him stick around when he really wanted to be somewhere else. In his own weird way, he was another victim of the shooting, One of the ones who couldn’t get away. “Are you mad?” he asked, which I thought was a really strange question. “Yes,” I said. And I was. It’s just that I wasn’t so sure I was mad at him. But I don’t think he needed to hear that part. I don’t think he wanted to hear that part. I think it was important to him to hear that I cared enough to be angry.” Will you ever forgive me?” he asked.”Will you ever forgive me?” I shot back, leveling my gaze directly into his eyes. He stared into them for a few moments then got up silently and headed for the door. He didn’t turn around when he reached it. Just grabbed the doorknob and held it. “No,” he said without facing me. “Maybe that makes me a bad parent, but I don’t know if I can. No matter what the police found, you were involved in that shooting, Valerie. You wrote those names on that list. You wrote my name on that list. You had a good life here. You might not have pulled the trigger, but you helped cause the tragedy.”He opened the door.”I’m sorry. I really am.” He stepped out into the hallway. “I’ll leave my new address and phone number with your mother,” he said before walking slowly out of my sight.” ― Jennifer Brown
  • “I had to ask Scottie what TYVM meant because now that I’ve narrowed it into her activities, I notice she is constantly text-messaging her friends, or at least I hope it’s her friends and not some perv in a bathrobe.“Thank you very much,” Scottie said, and for some reason, the fact that I didn’t get this made me feel completely besieged. It’s crazy how much fathers are supposed to know these days. I come from the school of thought where a dad’s absence is something to be counted on. Now I see all the men with camouflage diaper bags and babies hanging from their chests like little ship figureheads. When I was a young dad, I remember the girls sort of bothered me as babies, the way everyone raced around to accommodate them. The sight of Alex in her stroller would irritate me at times—she’d hang one of her toddler legs over the rim of the safety bar and slouch down in the seat. Joanie would bring her something and she’d shake her head, then Joanie would try again and again until an offering happened to work and Alex would snatch it from her hands. I’d look at Alex, finally complacent with her snack, convinced there was a grown person in there, fooling us all. Scottie would just point to things and grunt or scream. It felt like I was living with royalty. I told Joanie I’d wait until they were older to really get into them, and they grew and grew behind my back.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “The father and daughter made their way north, through unknown sylvan paradises where only the owls and skunks knew their way around. The hard work of paddling non-stop for many hours had long since stopped being difficult for Sawey New. In spite of her beauty and grace, her back had grown strong and sinewy from years of canoe trips. She reveled in the exhilaration it always brought her after the first few hours left her body insensible to pain or discomfort. Warm and tingly, lulled into peaceful contemplation by hours of the rhythmic paddling, the smell of the water, exotic blooms, animal musk. It all combined as one to make her feel so alive. Especially when it rained, and her body steamed against the cool drops, feeling invincible against the elements. The mountain of her father’s back was like a rock against anything nature could throw against them. The stream of fragrant pipe smoke still flowing from his lips, regardless of any obstacle. She felt at that moment, nothing would ever stop her father’s pipe from smoking. Nothing, not death, not any force of the living or spirit world, would ever still her father’s heart. Rain cleansing her to the core, she was a spring of raw power and self-reliance, paddling against all adversity–their master completely. Her father’s daughter. At times like that, when it rained, she entirely understood and shared her father’s outlook on life.” ― Alexei Maxim Russell
  • “These days men are known as trash. They are feared, not trusted. They are not respected and loved as human beings anymore, because of the recent things happening to women and children. But this day is a reminder to us all that there are many. Who has unconditional love, who has time and respect for their women and children? Man who gives advice, attention, guidance, help, wisdom, and education to their women and children. A man who encourages motivates and inspires their women and children. A man who sacrifices everything for their children and women, not a man who sacrifices their child and women for everything. A man who uses their strength to protect their family, not a man who uses their strength to hurt their family. Not a man who abuses, rape, molest, threaten, torture, or humiliate their children and family. To all those good men. Happy Fathers Day. May God bless you more. Don’t stop what you are doing and may other men learn from your ways. If your father did you wrong. If you grew up without a father or someone playing a father role in your life. It doesn’t mean you should take away the efforts of those who are trying to be good fathers to their family. It doesn’t mean you should undermine, and not acknowledge or respect what other fathers are doing out there for their children. All the sacrifices they are making. There are good fathers out there and to those Fathers Happy Fathers Day.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “These days men are known as trash. They are feared, not trusted. They are not respected and loved as human beings anymore, because of the recent things happening to women and children. But this day is a reminder to us all that there are many. Who has unconditional love, who has time and respect for their women and children? Man who gives advice, attention, guidance, help, wisdom, and education to their women and children. A man who encourages motivates and inspires their women and children. A man who sacrifices everything for their children and women, not a man who sacrifices their child and women for everything. A man who uses their strength to protect their family, not a man who uses their strength to hurt their family. Not a man who abuses, rape, molest, threaten, torture, or humiliate their children and family. To all those good men. Happy Fathers Day. May God bless you more. Don’t stop what you are doing and may other men learn from your ways.If your father did you wrong. If you grew up without a father or someone playing a father role in your life. It doesn’t mean you should take away the efforts of those who are trying to be good fathers to their family. It doesn’t mean you should undermine, and not acknowledge or respect what other fathers are doing out there for their children. All the sacrifices they are making. There are good fathers out there and to those Fathers Happy Fathers Day.” ― De philosopher DJ Kyos
  • “If there’s one thing I regret it’s not having told my father how much I admired and loved him. My only gesture of affection was a quick kiss on the forehead two days before he died. The kiss tasted like sugar and I felt like a thief who furtively stole something that no longer belonged to anybody. Why do we hide our feelings? Out of cowardice? Out of egotism? With a mother it’s different: we cover her with flowers, gifts, and sweet phrases. What is it that prevents us from affectionately confronting our father and telling him, face to face, how much we love or admire him? On the other hand, why do we curse him under our breath when he puts us in our place? Why do we react with wickedness and not affection when the occasion presents itself? Why are we brave with taunts and cowards with affection? Why did I never tell my father these things but I tell them to you, who are probably too young to understand them yet? One night I wanted to speak to my father in his room but found him asleep. As I quietly began to leave the room, I heard my sleeping father, in a desperate voice, say: “No, papa, no!” What strange, the agitated dream was my father experiencing with his father? And if one thing caught my attention, beyond the enigma of the dream, was that my father was seventy-eight years old at that time and my grandfather had been dead for at least a quarter of a century. Does a man have to die to speak to his father?” ― Juan Gabriel Vásquez
  • “These young-marrying, contemporaries or juniors of the Beat Generation, have often expressed themselves as follows: “My highest aim in life is to achieve a normal healthy marriage and raise healthy [non-neurotic] children.” On the face of it, this remark is preposterous. What was always taken as a usual and advantageous life condition for work in the world and the service of God, is now regarded as a heroic goal to be striven for. Yet we see that it is a hard goal to achieve against modern obstacles. Also, it is a real goal, with objective problems that a man can work at personally, and take responsibility for, and make decisions about—unlike the interpersonal relations of the corporation, or the routine of the factory job for which the worker couldn’t care less. But now, suppose the young man is achieving this goal: he has the wife, the small kids, the suburban home, and the labor-saving domestic devices. How is it that it is the same man who uniformly asserts that he is in a Rat Race? Either the goal does not justify itself, or indeed he is not really achieving it. Perhaps the truth is, if marriage and children are the goals, a man cannot really achieve it. It is not easy to conceive of a strong husband and father who is not justified in his work and independent in the world. Correspondingly, his wife feels justified in the small children, but does she have a man, do the children have a father if he is running a Rat Race? Into what world do the small children grow up in such a home?” ― Paul Goodman
  • “TIA OR TARA has stopped applying makeup to my wife’s face and is looking at Scottie with disapproval. The light is hitting this woman’s face, giving me an opportunity to see that she should perhaps be working on her own makeup. Her coloring is similar to a manila envelope. There are specks of white in her eyebrows, and her concealer is not concealing. I can tell my daughter doesn’t know what to do with this woman’s critical look.“What?” Scottie asks. “I don’t want any makeup.” She looks at me for protection, and it’s heartbreaking. All the women who model with Joanie have this insane urge to makeover my daughter with the notion that they’re helping her somehow. She’s not as pretty as her older sister or her mother, and these other models think that slapping on some rouge will somehow make her feel better about her facial fate. They’re like missionaries. Mascara thumpers.“I was just going to say that I think your mother was enjoying the view,” Tia or Tara says. “It’s so pretty outside. You should let the light in.”My daughter looks at the curtain. Her little mouth is open. Her hand reaches for a tumbleweed of hair.“Listen here, T. Her mother was not enjoying the view. Her mother is in a coma. And she’s not supposed to be in bright light.” My name is not T,” she says. “My name is Allison.”Okay, then, Ali. Don’t confuse my daughter, please.”I’m turning into a remarkable young lady,” Scottie says.“Damn straight.” My heart feels like one of Scottie’s clogs clomping down the hall. I don’t know why I became so angry.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “When I wasn’t in the barn garden, helping out, sorting seeds, or checking hoses I’d spend time alone, usually in the bathroom adjacent to Joel’s room, staring into the shattered mirror as my hand gently caressed my baby bump. More often than not I would cry. Not because my pregnancy upset me, or that my hormones were getting the better of me, but because I missed Joel, my baby’s father. That the baby would grow up without a dad made me anxious. Then again, if he had survived, what irreparable damage would he have suffered and how would his pain translate to his child? Jesus, I was studying myself in the very mirror he’d smashed the night he chose to take his own life. The bump had grown slowly in the last couple of months. With these limited resources, I didn’t have the privilege of eating whatever I craved. Had that been the case, I was sure I would have been bigger by now. Still, I tried to eat as well and as often as I could and the size of my belly had proven that my attempts at proper nutrition were at least growing something in there. Nothing made me happier than feeling my baby move. It was a constant source of relief for me. In our present circumstances, with no vitamins and barely any meat products save the recent stash of jerky Earl had found in an abandoned trailer, my diet consisted of berries, lettuce, and canned beans for the most part. Feeling the baby move inside me was an experience I often enjoyed alone. I would think of Joel then as well. Imagining his hand on my belly, with mine guiding his to the kicks and punches.” ― Michael Poeltl
  • “Like Father, the authority he claims for himself is the authority of compassion. That authority comes from letting the sins of his children pierce his heart. There is no lust, greed, anger, resentment, jealousy, or vengeance in his lost children that have not caused immense grief to his heart. The grief is so deep because the heart is so pure. From the deep inner place where love embraces all human grief, the Father reaches out to his children. The touch of his hands, radiating inner light, seeks only to heal. Here is the God I want to believe in: a Father who, from the beginning of creation, has stretched out his arms in merciful blessing, never forcing himself on anyone, but always waiting; never letting his arms drop down in despair, but always hoping that his children will return so that he can speak words of love to them and let his tired arms rest on their shoulders. His only desire is to bless. In Latin, to bless is benedicere, which means literally: saying good things. The Father wants to say, more with his touch than with his voice, good things of his children. He has no desire to punish them. They have always been punished excessively by their own inner or outer waywardness. The Father wants simply to let them know that the love they have searched for in such distorted ways has been, is, and always will be there for them. The Father wants to say, more with his hands than with his mouth: ‘You are my Beloved, on you, my favor rests.’ He is the shepherd, ‘feeding his flock, gathering lambs in his arms, holding them against his breast.’ The true center of Rembrandt’s painting is the hands of the father.” ― Henri J.M. Nouwen
  • “When I was a child, an angel came to say,A true friend is coming my warrior to sweep you away,It won’t be easy the path because it leads through hell,But if you’re faithful, it will be the greatest story to tell,You will move God’s daughters to a place of hope,Your story will teach everyone there is nothing they can’t cope,You will suffer a lot, but not one tear will you waste,Because for all that you do for me, you will be graced,For I am bringing you someone that wants to travel your trail,Someone you already met when you passed through heaven’s veil,A warrior, a friend that whispers your heart’s song,Someone that will run with you and pull your spirit along,Don’t you see the timing was love’s fated throw,Because I put you both there to help one another grow,I am the writer of all great stories your chapters were written by me,You suffered, you cried because I needed you to see,That your faith in my ending goes far beyond two,It was going to change more hearts than both of you knew,So hush my child and wait for my loving hand,The last chapter is not written and still in the sand,It is up to you to finish, before the tide washes it away,All that is in your heart, I’ve put there for you to say,This is not about winning, loss or pain,I made you the way you are because true love stories are insane,I wrote you in heaven as I sat on its sandy shore,You know with all of my heart I loved you both more,There is no better ending two people seeing each other’s heart,Together your spirits will never drift apart,Because two kindred spirits is what I made you to be,The waves and beach crashing together because of– ME.” ― Shannon L. Alder
  • “A figure held his daughter in the rocker. In the dim light he couldn’t make out the features, but the sight of anyone he didn’t know sitting in Wendy’s rocker with their daughter was enough to scare the shit out of him. Judging by the shuddering movements of his daughter’s body it had frightened her too, had caused her to mewl. He wanted to charge forward and reclaim his daughter, but he didn’t know what would happen if he acted so quickly. What would he do if it hurt her? What would he do if it killed her? “What-what do you want? I’ll do anything just don’t take my daughter. She’s…all I have left.”The figure stopped rocking and slowly eased its way to its feet. There’s not much light in the room but as it moved closer to the bed and it settled the baby in her crib, he saw just enough of her face in the moonlight.“Wendy?” His voice is as full of horror as it is with awe. He can’t help but be horrified at the sight of her now, the way that death has changed her, making her a terrible figure indeed. Her eyes are strange; some depth, some dark and terrible nothing has swallowed up all of her light, and in this first moment he swears he can feel the awful cold of that operating room coming off of her flesh. She is so small and so hard to look at as if his mind can’t quite focus on her form. Through the bars of the crib, he can see her anger and hear the terrible, alien sound of her hiss. “What do you want?”She doesn’t answer him, staring cold and blank through those stark white bars, and then she was scrambling toward him across the floor, making him press flat against the wall to get away from her skittering shape.” ― Amanda M. Lyons
  • “ … family men, Claude.”Then why aren’t they home with their families?”You haven’t been listening to me, Claude. It takes lots of honey to raise a family these days…” No, it isn’t even that, these teddy bears don’t like honey as much as they think they do. They think they’re supposed to like it, the way they’re supposed to like women and children. They think they’re supposed to act like real grizzlies, but they don’t feel it. You can’t blame them, they just don’t have it inside them. What they have, what they love most, is their memories: how the Coach used to shout nice work pal whenever they caught the big ball or somehow hit the little one, how Dad used to wink when they caught one of his jokes, how when they repeated them he almost died laughing, so they told them and told them – if they told one really well he might do it. They memorized all the conversations verbatim, that about the pussies and the coons, the homer and the balls, the cams and the bearings. They’re still memorizing. You can see them almost anytime you’re out driving, there is the slow car just ahead, the young man at the wheel, the old man talking, the young man leaning a little to the right in order to hear better, the old man pointing out the properties, the young man looking and listening earnestly, straining to catch the old man’s last word, the last joke verbatim, the last bit of know-how about the deals and the properties and the honey. When he thinks he’s learned all he can from the old man, he’ll shove him out of the car. You watch, next time you’re out driving. “…these are the cream, Claude.” These are the all-American fairies.” ― Douglas Woolf
  • “The heroin flowing through me, I thought about the last time I saw my father alive. He was drunk and overweight in a restaurant in Beverly Hills, and curling into myself on the bed I thought: What if I had done something that day? I had just sat passively in a restaurant booth as the midday light filled the half-empty dining room, pondering a decision. The decision was: should you disarm him? That was the word I remember: disarm. Should you tell him something that might not be the truth but would get the desired reaction? And what was I going to convince him of, even though it was a lie? Did it matter? Whatever it was, it would constitute a new beginning. The immediate line: You’re my father and I love you. I remember staring at the white tablecloth as I contemplated saying this. Could I actually do it? I didn’t believe it, and it wasn’t true, but I wanted it to be. For one moment, as my father ordered another vodka (it was two in the afternoon; this was his fourth) and started ranting about my mother and the slump in California real estate and how “your sisters” never called him, I realized it could actually happen, and that by saying this I would save him. I suddenly saw a future with my father. But the check came along with the drink and I was knocked out of my reverie by an argument he wanted to start and I simply stood up and walked away from the booth without looking back at him or saying goodbye and then I was standing in sunlight. Loosening my tie as a parking valet pulled up to the curb in the cream-colored 450 SL. I half smiled at the memory, for thinking that I could just let go of the damage that a father can do to a son. I never spoke to him again.” ― Bret Easton Ellis
  • “What do you know about somebody not being good enough for somebody else? And since when did you care whether Corinthians stood up or fell down? You’ve been laughing at us all your life. Corinthians. Mama. Me. Using us, ordering us, and judging us: how we cook your food; how we keep your house. But now, all of a sudden, you have Corinthians’ welfare at heart and break her up from a man you don’t approve of. Who are you to approve or disapprove of anybody or anything? I was breathing air in the world thirteen years before your lungs were even formed. Corinthians, twelve. . . . but now you know what’s best for the very woman who wiped the dribble from your chin because you were too young to know how to spit. Our girlhood was spent like a found nickel on you. When you slept, we were quiet; when you were hungry, we cooked; when you wanted to play, we entertained you; and when you got grown enough to know the difference between a woman and a two-toned Ford, everything in this house stopped for you. You have yet to . . . move a fleck of your dirt from one place to another. And to this day, you have never asked one of us if we were tired, or sad, or wanted a cup of coffee. . . . Where do you get the RIGHT to decide our lives?. . I’ll tell you where. From that hog’s gut that hangs down between your legs. . . . I didn’t go to college because of him. Because I was afraid of what he might do to Mama. You think because you hit him once that we all believe you were protecting her. Taking her side. It’s a lie. You were taking over, letting us know you had the right to tell her and all of us what to do. . . . I don’t make roses anymore, and you have pissed your last in this house.” ― Toni Morrison
  • “You’ve already said that,” Alex says. “Why should I go?”You’re the only person I have,” I say. “And I want us all to be together. It will be good for us.”Oh, so now I’m back in the picture again.”Alex. Something bigger than you is occurring right now. I’m sorry about your unhappy childhood.”She glares at me in that special way of hers and Joanie’s that makes me feel worthless and foul-smelling.“So we’ll tell Scottie we’re going on a vacation while Mom is in the hospital?” It’s for a day or two,” I say. “Scottie’s been in the hospital every day for almost a month now. She needs a break. It’s not good for her. I’d like you to be in charge of answering any questions she may have. She looks up to you. She’ll hang on whatever you say.”I’m hoping a leadership role, a specific chore will make Alex act like an adult and treat Scottie well.“Can you do that?”She shrugs.“If you can’t handle things, let me know. I’ll help. I’m here for you.”Alex laughs. I wonder if there are parents who can say things to their kids like “I love you” or “I’m here for you” without being laughed at. I have to admit it’s a bit uncomfortable. Affection, in general, is unpleasant to me.“What if Mom doesn’t make it for two days?”She will,” I say. “I’ll tell her what we’re doing.”Alex looks uncomfortable with this idea, that what I’ll say will make her mother want to live. “I’m bringing Sid,” she says. “If he doesn’t come, then I’m not going.”I’m about to protest, but I see the look in her eyes and know this is yet another battle that I’m bound to lose. Something about this guy is helping her. And Scottie seems to like him. He can keep her distracted. He can work for me.“Okay,” I say. “Deal.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings
  • “And yes, many of us became fathers to fully understand what it means to be a father. Albert Einstein once said: “Every man is a genius but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb trees, it will spend the rest of its life believing that it is stupid.” To the men who never let other people’s metrics of success become the yardstick with which they measure theirs. It is no coincidence that we are diagrammatically represented by a circle with an arrow on the edge that points out. To all of us who may not always be “there” so that we can always “be there”, To every hunter, every fighter, every missionary, To every planter and tiller of a garden of Eden, To every warrior, conqueror of territories, every man always going out so he can bring something home. To every provider and protector of his family. Every defender of his domain and representative of God in the lives of his dependents.To every man that chooses character over caliber, Every Major General, Lord of the Rings, Lion of the Tribe of his house.To every corrector with a shout, Every tough and tender 9-ribbed carrier of his cross. For every skill, strength, qualification, and effort that we put into building meaningful relationships with our women, bonds with our children, and shield through tough times.For every ‘craving’ for success without substituting values. For the unconditional love, unflinching sacrifice, and diehard determination to go places our parents never imagined for themselves. To those who happily lead, as though money, fame, and power didn’t exist. To those who stand tall and sit straight, Who understand that it doesn’t take a 6-figure to be a Father figure.Happy Father’s Day to every man who understands the responsibility and deserves the title.Happy Father’s Day to You and Me.” ― Olaotan Fawehinmi
  • “He was terrified not because he thought the guy was lying to him or that the man was deranged but because he believed this geezer. He believed him on an almost instinctual or reflexive level that bordered on emotional bonding. Alex knew that he could not be his biological father because he was from another planet, this guy was human, all his history and personal data said so. He thought that maybe the panic was getting to him, but something inside said no. Tasha had taught him to trust his intuition, but he did not think she would like what it was telling him now. So, all Alex could do was utter teenage male bravado. “Why should I believe you, old man? you might be pulling my leg to stall till the police get here! Besides… let’s see you do what I can do” Patrick knew that he was going to lose this battle fast if he did not come up with an answer quickly. He remembered that kind of scared brashness in himself and it was not good. It meant that Alex was right on the edge of not listening to reason in any way shape or form. Patrick’s dad would have beat him for not answering but he would never do that to this son, never in a million years. Alex was feeling panicked but this time he knew it was the man in front of him that was panicked. He liked the idea of making the old guy squirm. It might give him the edge over the man to escape and cloud his memories of the ordeal when he was asleep at home. “You don’t wanna know what I can do to you, old man… I got powers” “I don’t doubt that at all Alex…I’m very impressed actually… probably a maturation of you being Veldean and being powered by gamma radiation” Patrick, at that point, began walking forward, with hands raised and palms out, towards Alex in a display of being unarmed. Alex just panicked more.” ― L.B. Ó Ceallaigh
  • “Two kisses in one kiss was all it took, a comfort, a warmth, perhaps temporary, perhaps false, but reassuring nonetheless, and mine, and theirs, ours, all three of us giggling, insane giggles and laughter with still more kisses on the way, and I remember a brief instant then, out of the blue, when I suddenly glimpsed my own father, a rare but oddly peaceful recollection, as if he actually approved of my play in the way he himself had always laughed and played, great updrafts of light, burning off distant plateaus of bistre & sage, throwing him up like an angel, high above the red earth, deep into the sparkling blank, the tender sky that never once let him down, preserving his attachment to youth, propriety and kindness, his plane almost, but never quite, outracing his whoops of joy, trailing him in his sudden turn to the wind, followed then by a near vertical climb up to the angles of the sun, and I was barely eight and still with him and yes, that was the thought that flickered madly through me, a brief instant of communion, possessing me with warmth and ageless ease, causing me to smile again and relax as if memory alone could lift the heart like the wind lifts a wing, and so I renewed my kisses with even greater enthusiasm, caressing and in turn devouring their dark lips, dark with wine and fleeting love, an ancient memory love had promised but finally never gave, until there were too many kisses to count or remember, and the memory of love proved not love at all and needed a replacement, which our bodies found, and then the giggles subsided, and the laughter dimmed, and darkness enfolded all of us and we gave away our childhood for nothing and we died and condoms littered the floor and Christina threw up in the sink and Amber chuckled a little and kissed me a little more, but in a way that told me it was time to leave.” ― Mark Z Danielewski
  • “I’d like you to come to Kauai with me,” I say. “And Scottie. I think it would be good to get her away from the hospital for a day. We can leave in the morning, find him, and be home tomorrow night. If it takes us a day longer, that’s fine, but we won’t stay more than two nights. That’s our deadline. If we don’t find him, then at least we know we tried.”And this will make you feel better somehow?”It’s for her,” I say. “Not for him or me.”What if he’s a wreck? What if he loses his shit?”Then I’ll take care of him.” I imagine Brian Speer wailing on my shoulder. I imagine him and my daughters by Joanie’s bed, her lover, and his loud sobs shaming us. “Just so you know, I am angry. I’m not this pure and noble guy. I want to do this for her, but I also want to see who he is. I want to ask him a few things.”Just call him. Tell his office it’s an emergency. They’ll have him call you.”I want to tell him in person. I haven’t told anyone over the phone, and I don’t want to start now.”You told Troy.”“Troy doesn’t count. I just need to do this. On the phone, he can escape. If I see him in person, he’ll have nowhere to go.”We both look away when our eyes meet. She hasn’t crossed the border into my room. She never does during her nighttime doorway chats.“Were you guys having trouble?” Alex asks. “Is that why she cheated?”I didn’t think we were having trouble,” I say. “I mean, it was the same as always.”This was the problem, that our marriage was the same as always. Joanie needed bumps. She needed rough terrain. It’s funny that I can get lost in thoughts about her, but when she was right in front of me, I didn’t think much about her at all.“I wasn’t the best husband,” I say.Alex looks out the window to avoid my confession. “If we go on this trip, what will we tell Scottie?”She’ll think we’re going on a trip of some sort. I want to get her away from here.” ― Kaui Hart Hemmings “MY FATHER If I have to write a poem about my father it has to be about integrity and kindness — the selfless kind of kindness that is so very rare I am sure there will be many people living somewhere who must be as kind as him but what I mean to say is have not met one yet and when it comes to helping others he always helps too much and as the saying goes —help someone, you earn a friend.help someone too much, you make an enemy. —so you know the gist of whatI’m trying to say here anyways I was talking about the poem about my father it has to be about passion and hard work because you see you cannot separate these things from him they are part of him as his two eyes and two hands and his heart and his soul and his whole being and you cannot separate wind and waves or living and the universe or earth and heavens and although he never got any award from bureaucracy the students he taught ages ago still touch his feet and some of them are the people you have to make an appointment to meet even if it is for two minutes of their time and that’s a reward for him bigger than any other that some of his colleagues got for their flattery and also I have to write about reliability as well because you see as the sun always rises and the snowflakes are always six-folds and the spring always comes and the petals of a sunflower and every flower follows the golden ratio of symmetry my father never fails to keep his promiseI have to mention the rage as well that he always carries inside him like a burning fire for wrongdoings for injustice and now he carries a bitterness too for people who used him good and discarded as it always happens with every good man in our world of humans and you must be thinking he has learned his lessons well you go to him —it doesn’t matter who you are if he knows you or you are a stranger from other side of the world —and ask for his help he will be happy to do soas you must know people never change not their soul in any case.” ― Neena H. Brar “MY FATHER If I have to write a poem about my father it has to be about integrity and kindness — the selfless kind of kindness that is so very rareI am sure there will be many people living somewhere who must be as kind as him but what I mean to say isI have not met one yetand when it comes to helping others he always helps too much and as the saying goes —help someone, you earn a friend.help someone too much, you make an enemy. —so you know the gist of whatI’m trying to say here anyways I was talking about the poem about my father it has to be about passion and hard work because you see you cannot separate these things from him they are part of him as his two eyes and two hands and his heart and his soul and his whole being and you cannot separate wind and waves or living and the universe or earth and heavens and although he never got any award from bureaucracy the students he taught ages ago still touch his feet and some of them are the people you have to make an appointment to meet even if it is for two minutes of their time and that’s a reward for him bigger than any other that some of his colleagues got for their flattery and also I have to write about reliability as well because you see as the sun always rises and the snowflakes are always six-folds and the spring always comes and the petals of a sunflower and every flower follows the golden ratio of symmetry my father never fails to keep his promiseI have to mention the rage as well that he always carries inside him like a burning fire for wrongdoings for injustice and now he carries a bitterness too for people who used him good and discarded as it always happens with every good man in our world of humans and you must be thinking he has learned his lessons well you go to him —it doesn’t matter who you are if he knows you or you are a stranger from other side of the world —and ask for his helphe will be happy to do soas you must know people never change not their soul in any case.” ― Neena H Brar “Dear father,It’s been five years today, but makes no difference! Not a day goes by without me remembering your pure green eyes, the tone of your voice singing In Digha Bza or your poems scattered all around the house.Dear father, from you, I have learned that being a girl doesn’t mean that I can’t achieve my dreams, no matter how crazy or un-urban they might seem. That you raised me with the utmost of ethics and morals and the hell with this cocooned society if it doesn’t respect the right to ask and learn and be, just because I’m a girl.Dear father, from you, I have learned to respect all mankind, and just because you descend from certain blood or ethnicity, it doesn’t make you better than anybody else. It’s you, and only you, your actions, your thoughts, your achievements, are what differentiates you from everybody else. At the same time, thank you for teaching me to respect and value where I came from, for actually taking me to my hometown Goboqay, for teaching me about my family tree, how my ancestors worked hard and fought for me to be where I am right now, and to continue on with the legacy and make them all proud.Dear father, from you and mom, I have learned to speak in my mother tongue. A gift so precious, that I have already made a promise to do the same for my unborn children. Dear father, from you, I have learned to be content, to fear Allah, to be thankful for all that I have, and no matter what, never lose faith, as it’s the only path to solace.Dear father, from you, I have learned that if a person wants to love you, then let them, and if they hurt you, be strong and stand your ground. People will respect you only if you respect yourself.Dear father, I’m pretty sure that you are proud of me, my sisters, and our dear dear Mom. You have a beautiful granddaughter now and a son-in-law better than any brother I would have ever asked for.Till we meet again, Shu wasltha’3u.الله يرحمك يا غالي. (الفاتحة) على روحك الطاهرة.” ― Larissa Qat “From my college courses and my reading I knew the various names that came at the end of a line of questions or were placed as periods to bafflement: the First Cause, the First Mover, the Life Force, the Universal Mind, the First Principle, the Unmoved Mover, even Providence. I too had used those names in arguing with others, and with myself, trying to explain the world to myself. And now I saw that those names explained nothing. They were of no more use than Evolution or Natural Selection or Nature or The Big Bang of these later days. All such names do is catch us within the length and breadth of our own thoughts and our own bewilderment. Though I knew the temptation of simple reason, to know nothing that can’t be proved, still I supposed that those were not the right names.I imagined that the right name might be Father, and I imagined all that that name would imply: the love, the compassion, the taking offense, the disappointment, the anger, the bearing of wounds, the weeping of tears, the forgiveness, the suffering unto death. If love could force my own thoughts over the edge of the world and out of time, then could I not see how even divine omnipotence might by the force of its own love be swayed down into the world? Could I not see how it might, because it could know its creatures only by compassion, put on mortal flesh, become a man, and walk among us, assume our nature and our fate, suffer our faults and our death?Yes. I could imagine a Father who is yet like a mother hen spreading her wings before the storm or in the dusk before the dark night for the little ones of Port William to come in under, some of whom do, and some do not. I could imagine Port William riding its humble wave through time under the sky, its little flames of wakefulness lighting and going out, its lives passing through birth, pleasure, suffering, and death. I could imagine God looking down upon it, its lives living by His spirit, breathing by His breath, knowing by His light, but each life living also (inescapably) by its own will–His own body given to be broken.” ― Wendell Berry “Would that I knew what others ignore, Such as has not been repeated, To say it and have my heart answer me, To inform it of my distress.Shift to it the load on my back, The matters that afflict me.Relate to it of what I suffered sigh “Ah” with relief! of meditating on what has happened, The events that occur throughout the land: Changes take place, it is not like last year, One year is more irksome than the other.The land breaks up, is destroyed.Becomes [a wasteland].Order is cast out, Chaos is in the council hail; The ways of the gods are violated, Their provisions neglected.The land is in turmoil.There is mourning everywhere; Towns, districts are grieving, All alike are burdened by wrongs.One turns one’s back on dignity.The lords of silence are disturbed; As dawn comes every day.The face recoils from events.I cry out about it, My limbs are weighed down, I grieve in my heart.It is hard to keep silent about it, Another heart would bend, But a heart strong in distress: It is a comrade to its lord.Had I a heart skilled in hardship, I would take my rest upon it.Weigh it down with words of grief.Lay on it my malady!He said to his heart: Come, my heart, I speak to you.Answer me my sayings!Unravel for me what goes on in the land, Why those who shone are overthrown.I meditate on what has happened: While trouble entered in today, And turmoil will not cease tomorrow, Everyone is mute about it.The whole land is in great distress, Nobody is free from crime; Hearts are greedy.He who gave orders takes orders, And the hearts of both submit.One wakes to it every day.And the hearts do not reject it.Yesterday’s condition is like today’sNone is wise enough to know it, None angry enough to cry out, One wakes to suffer each day.My malady is long and heavy.The sufferer lacks the strength to save himself from that which overwhelms him.It is pain to be silent to what one hears, It is futile to answer the ignorant.To reject a speech makes enmity; The heart does not accept the truth, One cannot bear a statement of fact, A man loves only his own words.Everyone builds on crookedness, Right-speaking is abandoned.I spoke to you, my heart, answer you me, A heart addressed must not be silent, Lo, servant and master fare alike, There is much that weighs upon you!” ― Miriam Lichtheim “Book Excerpt: “What about your family, Abu Huwa? Are you an orphan?” the little girl very innocently asked the Sphinx.“My father and your fathers are one and the same. However, I do have a brother who has stood as my mirror throughout time on the opposite horizon. It is I who faces east, but it is he who faces west. I am the recorder of yesterday and he holds the records of tomorrow. I am positive, and he is my negative. I carry the right eye of the sun and he carries the left eye of the moon. He keeps his eye on the underworld and I keep an eye on the world over. Together we have joined the sky and earth, and split fire and water.”Seham stood on all toes to peek over the Sphinx’s shoulder for a sign of his brother. “Where is he?” she asked, her eyes still searching the open horizon.“He has yet to be uncovered, but as I stand above the sands of time, he still sleeps below. Before the descent of Adam, we have both stood as loyal Protectors of the Two Halls of Truth.”The girl asked in astonishment, “I’ve never heard of these halls, Abu Huwa. Where are they?”At the end of each of our tails is a passage that will reveal to you the secrets of Time. One hall reflects a thousand truths, and the other hall reflects all that is untrue. One will speak to your heart, and the other will speak to your mind. This is why you need to use both your heart and mind to understand which one is real, and which is a distorted illusion created to misguide those that have neglected their conscience. Both passageways connect you to the Great Hall of Records.”What is the Hall of Records?”The Great Pyramid, my child. It is as multidimensional in its shape as it is in its purpose. Every layer and every brick marks the coming of a prophet, the ascension of evil, or another cycle of man. It contains the entire history and future of mankind. And, as is above, so is below. Above ground, it serves as the most powerful energy source to harmonize and power the world! The shape of the pyramid above the ground is also the same image mirrored beneath it. Underground, it serves as a powerful well and drains. This is really why Egypt is called the Land of Two Lands. There exists a huge world of its own underneath the plateau, a world within worlds. Large amounts of gold, copper, and mercury were once housed here, including the secrets of Time, the 100th name of He Who Is All, and a gift from Truth that still awaits to be discovered. It sleeps with Time in the Great Pyramid, hidden away in a lower shaft that leads to the stars.”Dialogue from ‘The Little Girl and the Sphinx’ by Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun (Dar-El Shams, 2010)” ― Suzy Kassem
  • “A man worth being with is one…That never lies to youIs kind to people that have hurt himA person that respects others lifeThat has manners and shows people respectThat goes out of his way to help peopleThat feels every person, no matter how difficult, deserves compassionWho believes you are the most beautiful person he has ever metWho brags about your accomplishments with prideWho talks to you about anything and everything because no bad news will make him love you lessThat is a peacemakerThat will see you through illnessWho keeps his promisesWho doesn’t blame others, but finds the good in them That raises you up and motivates you to reach for the starsThat doesn’t need fame, money or anything materialistic to be happyThat is gentle and patient with childrenWho won’t let you lie to yourself; he tells you what you need to hear, in order to help you growWho lives what he says he believes inWho doesn’t hold a grudge or hold onto the past Who doesn’t ask his family members to deliberately hurt people that have hurt himWho will run with your dreamsThat makes you laugh at the world and yourselfWho forgives and is quick to apologizeWho doesn’t betray you by having inappropriate conversations with other womenWho doesn’t react when he is angry, decides when he is sad or keep promises he doesn’t plan to keepWho takes his children’s spiritual life very seriously and teaches by exampleWho never seeks revenge or would ever put another person downWho communicates to solve problemsWho doesn’t play games or passive aggressively ignores people to hurt themWho is real and doesn’t pretend to be something he is notWho has the power to free you from yourself through his positive outlookWho has a deep respect for women and treats them like a daughter of GodWho doesn’t have an ego or believes he is better than anyoneWho is labeled constantly by people as the nicest person they have ever metWho works hard to provide for the familyWho doesn’t feel the need to drink alcohol to have a good time, smoke or do drugsWho doesn’t have to hang out a bar with his friends, but would rather spend his time with his familyWho is morally free from sinWho sees your potential to be greatWho doesn’t think a woman’s place has to be in the home; he supports your life mission, where ever that takes youWho is a gentlemanWho is honest and lives with integrityWho never discusses your private business with anyoneWho will protect his familyWho forgives, forgets, repairs and restoresWhen you find a man that possesses these traits then all the little things you don’t have in common don’t matter. This is the type of man worth being grateful for.” ― Shannon L. Alder
  • “About my father…..My father was a very simple person. When I was small I never understood why he is so simple. Actually, I disliked it. He used to go to the office and return late and have dinner with us. I used to think he never stood for me. But he was the person who used to take me to the market for Diwali shopping. He used to give me 20 Rs to eat at school when he had only 30. He tried to fulfill all my wishes in his range. He used to take me on his bicycle after school tuition and walk while making me sit on the bicycle. He used to scare away lizards. He used to play with me. He was the one who told me to work hard when I failed. He never scolded me for studies but only when I killed an insect intentionally. He was the one who taught me physics and mathematics. Once he found a wounded parrot on the road and he bought him home. He brought medicine for him and applied it to his wounds. Later on, a cat took that parrot and he ran after her but the parrot died. He did not have proper food for three-four days. He spent each and every penny of his earning for our happiness and never forgot to return any pending amount. He used to talk to us but very little and joked sometimes. His style was very different, we used to tell him to use dye or color on his hair but he always refused. And when he smiled and laughed he didn’t stop. For every question he had one answer:-“TRUST GOD HE WILL DO EVERYTHING, HE IS THE ONE WHO DOES EVERYTHING”. He used to discuss a lot with us on Bhagwat Gita. Once he told me:- “ Bade prem se milna jag mae sabse aye insaan na jane kis desh mein tujse mil jayen bhagwaan(meet each person with full love as you never know in which form god will come in front of you)”.To that, I replied:-“ But according to Bhagwat gita this is kalyug and all will deceive you if you do that”. He never drank alcohol or had non-veg.His habits were like –“If he doesn’t want to do something he will not do it”. But later on he started consulting me (A foolish person like me).I used to shout at him each time I was leaving home as he used to put my wallet at some secret safe place. And when he had not kept it even I used to say “you must have kept it”. He just kept quiet. But later I came to know about the place and it was always the same and I myself realized that why am I shouting at him. Once he said to me “ bache apne aap he sekhtae hain(Children learn by themselves)”. I daily used to wake up, walk up to him and say something and then lie down beside him and sleep again. I had a lot of fights with him and he was never angry at me. He was just realizing that I am becoming a responsible son and we had a lot of dreams together and we use to plan a lot. His smile, his eyes, his habits, his innocence, his politeness, his sense of responsibility, his teachings, his knowledge,his humble nature, his moral values, his love for humans and animals, being non arrogant, no anger, he was never hungry for money, his voice:-“ hello Sonu beta, theak ho ( My Son – Sonu, are you fine)”, his watch, his mobile case, his phone, his shoes, his specs, his laugh, his jokes and all the qualities that were infinite.” ― Amit Dixit
  • “The tears gathered and stood without overflowing the red sockets. Ah! if I were rich still, if I had kept my money, if I had not given all to them, they would be with me now; they would fawn on me and cover my cheeks with their kisses! I should be living in a great mansion; I should have grand apartments and servants and a fire in my room, and they would be about me all in tears, and their husbands and their children. I should have had all that; now–I have nothing. Money brings everything to you; even your daughters. My money. Oh! where is my money? If I had plenty of money to leave behind me, they would nurse me and tend me; I should hear their voices, I should see their faces. Ah, God! who knows? They both have hearts of stone. I loved them too much; it was not likely that they should love me. A father ought always to be rich; he ought to keep his children well in hand, like unruly horses. I have gone down on my knees to them. Wretches! This is the crowning act that brings the last ten years to a proper close. If you knew how much they made of me just after they were married. (Oh! this is cruel torture!) I had just given them each eight hundred thousand francs; they were bound to be civil to me after that, and their husbands too were civil. I used to go to their houses: it was ‘My kind father’ here, ‘My dear father’ there. There was always a place for me at their tables. I used to dine with their husbands now and then, and they were very respectful to me. I was still worth something, they thought. How should they know? I had not said anything about my affairs. It is worthwhile to be civil to a man who has given his daughters eight hundred thousand francs apiece, and they showed me every attention then–but it was all for my money. Grand people are not great. I found that out by experience! I went to the theatre with them in their carriage; I might stay as long as I cared to stay at their evening parties. In fact, they acknowledged my father; publicly they owned that they were my daughters. But I was always a shrewd one, you see, and nothing was lost upon me. Everything went straight to the mark and pierced my heart. I saw quite well that it was all sham and pretense, but there is no help for such things as these. I felt less at my ease at their dinner table than I did downstairs here. I had nothing to say for myself. So these grand forks would ask in my son-in-law’s ear, ‘Who may that gentleman be?’– ‘The father-in-law with the money bags; he is very rich.’–‘ The devil, he is!’ they would say, and look again at me with the respect due to my money. Well, if I was in the way sometimes, I paid dearly for my mistakes. And besides,, who is perfect? (My head is one sore!) Dear Monsieur Eugene, I am suffering so now, that a man might die of the pain; but it is nothing to be compared with the pain I endured when Anastasie made me feel, for the first time, that I had said something stupid. She looked at me, and that glance of hers opened all my veins. I used to want to know everything, to be learned; and one thing I did learn thoroughly –I knew that I was not wanted here on earth.” ― Honoré de Balzac
  • “During the season, they saw each other and played together almost every day. At the aunt’s request, seconded by Professor Valérius, Daaé consented to give the young viscount some violin lessons. In this way, Raoul learned to love the same airs that had charmed Christine’s childhood. They also both had the same calm and dreamy little cast of mind. They delighted in stories, in old Breton legends; and their favorite sport was to go and ask for them at the cottage-doors, like beggars:”Ma’am…” or, “Kind gentleman… have you a little story to tell us, please?” And it seldom happened that they did not have one “given” them; for nearly every old Breton grandma has, at least once in her life, seen the “korrigans” dance by moonlight on the heather. But their great treat was, in the twilight, in the great silence of the evening, after the sun had set in the sea when Daaé came and sat down by them on the roadside and in a low voice, as though fearing lest he should frighten the ghosts whom he loved, told them the legends of the land of the North. And, the moment he stopped, the children would ask for more. There was one story that began: “A king sat in a little boat on one of those deep still lakes that open like a bright eye in the midst of the Norwegian mountains…” And another: “Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was golden as the sun’s rays and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes. She wheeled her mother, was kind to her doll, took great care of her frock and her little red shoes and her fiddle, but most of all loved, when she went to sleep, to hear the Angel of Music.”While the old man told this story, Raoul looked at Christine’s blue eyes and golden hair; and Christine thought that Lotte was very lucky to hear the Angel of Music when she went to sleep. The Angel of Music played a part in all Daddy Daaé’s tales; and he maintained that every great musician, every great artist received a visit from the Angel at least once in his life. Sometimes the Angel leans over their cradle, as happened to Lotte, and that is how there are little prodigies who play the fiddle at six better than fifty, which, you must admit, is very wonderful. Sometimes, the Angel comes much later, because the children are naughty and won’t learn their lessons or practice their scales. And, sometimes, he does not come at all, because the children have a bad heart or a bad conscience.No one ever sees the Angel, but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad or disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius. Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daaé shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said: “You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!”Daddy was beginning to cough at that time.” ― Gaston Leroux

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