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“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, Der alte König in seinem Exil

“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, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“you are
as fleetingly beautiful

as a mother’s tears
and a father’s pranks

a brother’s bachelorhood
and a best friend’s bad mood

a bride’s glittering jitters
and a handsome stranger’s smile.”
― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

“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

“The wrath of God is never an 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, Healology

“But then, staring at the label on one crate, which read

SWORD-CANE-DLUBECK SHOE TREE-HORA
SUITS (3)-HORA
ASSORTED HANDKERCHIEFS (6)-HORA

Josef 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, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

“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 a school teacher's salary.”
― Alison Bechdel, Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic

“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, Celestial Harmonies

“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, Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic

“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, To the Lighthouse

“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, Sister

“Inside my house, nobody was home, except everybody, but it was easy to feel like those were one and the same.”
― Alison Espach, The Adults

“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, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“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

“No matter how knowledgeable you are, respect your parents for their experience and your children for their curiosity.”
― Amit Kalantri

“من فقد أباه جاع ومن فقد أمه ضاع”
― أنيس منصور

“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, Daily Drive 365

“You don't need to be 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

“Your father doesn't fucking play games. you would never come home with a shamrock tattoo in that house.”
― Tina Fey, Bossypants

“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 Word Changers

“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, Leaders' Watchwords

“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, Experiencing the Trinity

“All fathers are liars . . . If you want to be a father, you have to be prepared to become a liar.”
― Alison Espach, The Adults

“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, The Legacy Letters: his Wife, his Children, his Final Gift

“Fatherhood is sacred.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!

“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, The Gilded Cuff

“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

“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, Fossil Hunter of Sydney Mines

“Sometimes it seemed like the whole point of life was not to die the same death as your father.”
― Christopher Bollen, Orient

“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 Age of Recovery