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...

As I flew back from New Zealand to bury my mother, it occurred to me that no matter how harrowing her loss was and how keenly it will always be felt, there was, nevertheless, a...

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.

My father would tell me if I wasn’t writing in meter verse, it wasn’t poetry.

Fights with my father were really quite brutal. I would not live his vision. I would not become who he wanted me to be. Everything I did was criticized. I would spend three months drawing...

My relationship with my father is pretty non-existent.

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?”...

I used to tell people my father was a plumber, because that would mean we had a normal life.

If necessity is the mother of invention, it’s the father of cooperation. And we’re cooperating like never before.

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.

I have irrational fears, and they all go back to losing my father as a kid. I’ve never gotten over it.

He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I let him, Dad be damned.

you areas fleetingly beautifulas a mother’s tearsand a father’s pranksa brother’s bachelorhoodand a best friend’s bad mooda bride’s glittering jittersand a handsome stranger’s smile.

O most merciful Father, put far from me all my iniquities and all my offences; so that, by Thee made whole in body and in soul, I may be accounted worthy to approach the Holy...

Thank you, thank you, Holy Father.

My father was a politician, and a very important politician, and one of the leaders of the Iraqi Democratic Party, who believed in progress.

I grew up listening to a lot of Ray Charles and ’60s rock, thanks to my father, and then my brothers got me in to KISS and whatnot, so I guess that’s where I got...

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.

I had grown up in a privileged, upper-caste Hindu community; and because my father worked for a Catholic hospital, we lived in a prosperous Christian neighborhood.

I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.{His teacher was the legendary philosopher Aristotle}

I’ve started looking at my own father a bit funny. He assures me, though, that I really am the son of a Scottish postman.

If Obama came by his liberalism in the faculty lounge, then sure, he can see it hasn’t worked, and he can modify it. But if Obama got his formative ideas when he was very young,...

My father came from Germany. My mom came from Venezuela. My father’s culturally German, but his father was Japanese. I was raised in New York and spent two years in Rio. My parents met at...

Personally, I thin knees should be kept for the eight or ninth date, or the wedding day. As a nice surprise, you know? ‘Oh, my darling, you have knees! I never would have thought!

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...

When my father was a young actor, it is absolutely true that the vast majority were fairly middle class. Then all of a sudden, people like Albert Finney burst through and turned all that on...

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.

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?

It is Father’s Day today. I should probably call all three of mine and say Hello, and thanks for possibly pumping my mom with the winning batch of semen.

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...

My father was never around. It was almost as if he didn’t exist. I would tell my friends he was in Cleveland, on business. Sometimes, every six months or so, he would come by for...

Throughout my life, I have talked to Heavenly Father regularly through prayer. I am very grateful to my parents for teaching me that Heavenly Father lives and that He always listens to us. He listens...

Everybody I knew, practically, was a journalist when I was a kid – my father, all of his friends. I never wanted to be like those people.

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...

You can’t rest on yesterday’s growth. You must be dedicated to growing today… and every day.

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...

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...

And I started with this: I have not painted at all my childhood. In fact, I never painted. But I helped my father who was a house painter and decorative painter. He made stage sets,...

My older sister was at the cusp of new wave, and I had older brothers from my father’s first marriage who were rock ‘n’ roll guys, so I was exposed to a lot of popular...

My father was a very unhappy person, very sarcastic, and my mother was very nervous and worried about what people thought. They weren’t monsters, but it wasn’t a good childhood.

I swearwe’d lose ourhearts ifthey weren’twith elasticand butterflypinclasped safelyin.

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...

Even if he was happier in Asia than he’d been in Latin America, the wanderlust still worked on my father’s insides like a disease. One of the most recurrent memories of my childhood is of...

I loved ‘Ghana Must Go’ by Taiye Selasi. It’s about a first-generation African family living in America that has to return home to Nigeria when their estranged father passes away.

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...

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.

This Is My Father

While this has been a private part of my family’s life, it is now clear a media story will soon emerge. My father tragically ended his life while battling terminal cancer in 1979.

I’d love to romance Aishwarya Rai. But I’m 58 now. So I have to play her father.

Not every father gets a chance to start his son off in his own footsteps.