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...

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,...

He looks a hell of a lot like me, only a fair bit older.

My father was a no-nonsense, dedicated, and focused minister, and there was usually a sermon he needed to prepare for or a Scripture he needed to study, and that always came first.

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...

Male athletes don’t get dropped when they father kids.

I’ve not been the kind of father than I should have been, nor the kind of husband, … I don’t know if I can correct that. I’m going to spend some time because they have...

I looked up to my father when I was 7 and 8. I believed it was my calling to be in the big leagues. I’d been raised by a family that always told me I...

I myself am mixed race – my mother is Korean, and my father is an American Jew – so I’ve always felt other.

My father left when I was three, and I have no memory of him. The most significant male figures in my life were my grandfather, in whose house I lived during the first 10 years...

My mother was madly adventurous. My father was an actor – he worked with Gielgud – and my mother came from a very wealthy family. She definitely wasn’t meant to marry an actor, but she...

I never kissed my father until he was on his death bed.

Chairs have legs. Four of them, like my father. Meow.

The French Revolution was the best thing to ever happen inside a croissant the shape of the Fertile Crescent, with a flaky crust like a politician with dandruff.” Of course, when Orafoura told me this...

My father never kissed me, hugged me or told me that he loved me. As my only living parent, he became the filter through which I saw myself, the possibilities for my life, the world...

I’m older now than my dad was when he was my age. Wait, that’s not right. That’s not my dad at all, that’s just some stranger hanging around in my memory.

I saw ‘The Empire Strikes Back’ the week that it came out. My father was a huge ‘Star Wars’ fan. And so when it came out, my dad took me.

I don’t want to raise a child by myself. I could do it. But I definitely don’t want to. I want to be a mother who has the original father there.

My mother was the total influence. My father was what we call a nomadic person; he was a wanderer.

No, never regret destroying something written. Some things are best left hidden, especially if they can seriously hurt someone if they are found.

On and on they went these nevers, but despite their random natures I found myself following almost every one. Perhaps because I never wanted to disappoint my father.

The only thing I have to go by is what my mother and father told me, how I was brought up.

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...

CHARADE PARADEA ‘Special Day’ once a year creates an excuse for neglect on the other 365 days for mothers, fathers & veterans

If you do not have a close friendship with your children, I will.” Child Molester warning all parents from the book Type 1 Sociopath

I have derived enormous confidence from being a husband and father.

Saud bin Abd al-Aziz was the moon-faced, shortsighted, bespectacled son of the old founder of Saudi Arabia, who’d always been his father’s protege but had never quite lived up to everything that his father had.

My father followed, during most of his life, the precarious occupation of a country school teacher.

Run, Torak! The bear…is…possessed…

My father was a Methodist and my mother was a Baptist.

Father never approved of my toysSaw them as child’s playthingsI was a childThey were my worldI ruled thereAnd he stepped on themDestroying themAnd in turnDestroyed meI should have been left to playNow I must step...

As a father of four, I want our children to enjoy the freedoms and opportunities that are the fruit of progressive values.

To go to the synagogue with one’s father on the Passover eve – is there in the world a greater pleasure than that? What is it worth to be dressed in new clothes from head...

I worked hard and made my own way, just as my father had. And just, I’m sure, as he hoped I would. I learned, from observing him, the satisfaction that comes from striving and seeing...

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.

Gatsby’s self-willed metamorphosis from farm boy to prince is 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...

I grew up in East Germany, and we were short on technology. So my father was really proud to be the owner of a turntable.

My mother’s father taught English literature. When I was about ten or eleven, I could recite Macaulay’s ‘Lays of Ancient Rome.’ While other kids were playing pedestrian war games, I’d be Horatius keeping the bridge.

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.

I believe the most compelling explanation of Obama’s actions is that he is, just like his father, an anti-colonialist.

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,...

Fathers. Mothers. With all their caring and attention. They will f— you up, every time.

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...

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!

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...

My father did irrigation jobs, and I would sometimes accompany him, and that gave me a taste of what was going on in the innards of India.

When describing myself, I don’t use superlatives. Just normal latives. And if I use the same word more than once to describe myself, it’s a relative. This is how I became my own father. And...

If you don’t have a father, you don’t miss it, because you don’t know what it is. It was really only when I married Wyatt Cooper that I understood what it was like to have...

If I have succeeded, it is because I have failed. And if I have failed, it’s because of my father. It’s all my dad’s goddamned fault.

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]