#fathers

It helps when 1 can send the children off to their fathers so I can support my new book with a national publicity tour. I started writing the book when my daughter was 5. It took me almost four years. ↗

— Meg Tilly

#book #children #daughter #fathers #four

Congress is functioning the way the Founding Fathers intended-not very well. They understood that if you move too quickly, our democracy will be less responsible to the majority. ↗

— Barber Conable

#democracy #fathers #founding #founding fathers #functioning

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too;! ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#ataraxy #coming-of-age #fathers-and-sons #philosophical #age

Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#ageing #fathers #robert-mccrum #weirdness #age

When I was twenty-something, I asked my father, “When did you start feeling like a grownup?” His response: “Never. ↗

— Shannon Celebi

#father #fathers #fathers-and-daughters #growing-up #life

Loving my son, building my son, touching my son, playing with my son, being with my son… these aren’t tasks that only super dads can perform. These are tasks that every dad should perform. Always. Without fail. ↗

— Dan Pearce

#arguing #break #child #children #dads

Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones. Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went in and nothing came out. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#death #fathers #death

His client needs him, he says. Needs him? But isn’t he needed at home? ↗

— Beth Kephart

#home #home

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. ↗

— Rebecah McManus

#daughter #father #fathers-and-daughters #happiness #laughter

Thoughts, pictures of him would come to me just a second after waking, shocking me from the forgetfulness of sleep, striking blows that were almost physical. And even in sleep I was not completely free. So often sleep brought dreams of him. ↗

— Bernard Taylor

#grief #grieving #loss #dreams