Quotes About Father

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.

Franklin's prayer: O powerful Goodness! bountiful Father! merciful Guide! Increase in me that wisdom which discovers my truest interest. Strengthen my resolutions to perform what that wisdom dictates. Accept my kind offices to Thy other children as the only return in my power for Thy continual favors to me.

My father once told me that respect for truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. 'Something cannot emerge from nothing,' he said. This is profound thinking if you understand how unstable 'the truth' can be.

What is the son but an extension of the father?

My father once told me that respect for truth comes close to being the basis for all morality.

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.

BOOK THREE THE PROPHET No woman, no man, no child ever was deeply intimate with my father.

Men and their works have been a disease on the surface of their planets before now," his father said. "Nature tends to compensate for diseases, to remove or encapsulate them, to incorporate them into the system in her own way.

Il n'est probablement pas de révélation plus terrible que l'instant où vous découvrez que votre père est un homme... fait de chair.

Probabilmente non c'è momento più terribile, nella nostra vita, di quello in cui si scopre che nostro padre è un uomo... in carne ed ossa.

You're just tired, Father." "I am tired," the Duke agreed. "I'm morally tired. The melancholy degeneration of the Great Houses has afflicted me at last, perhaps. And we were such strong people once.

Religion and law among our masses must be one and the same," his father said. "An act of disobedience must be a sin and require religious penalties. This will have the dual benefit of bringing both greater obedience and greater bravery.

the chant for those committed to the desert, the ones whose water went to Shai-hulud: "Mother of sand, father of Time, beginning of Life, grant him passage.

As always, Paul experienced a sense of presence in his father, someone totally here.

My father once told me that respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality.

Oh, I don't imply that I've made my father's mistake and peered into the future with a glass of spice.

My father once told me that respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. "Something cannot emerge from nothing," he said. This is profound thinking if you understand how unstable "the truth" can be.

I must have a child," she said. He shook his head from side to side. "I must have my way!" she snapped. "If need be, I'll find another fatherfor my child. I'll cuckold you and dare you to expose me." "Cuckold me all you wish," he said, "but no child." "How can you stop me?" With a smile of utmost kindness, he said: "I'd have you garroted, if it came to that.

There is probably no more terrible instant of enlight enment than the one in which you discover your father is a man with human flesh.

Princess-daughter," my father said, "I would that you'd been older when it came time for this man to choose a woman.

When she's not talking to him the house is heavy and cold and we know we're not supposed to talk to him either for fear she'll give us the bitter look. We know Dad has done the bad thing and we know you can make anyone suffer by not talking to him. Even little Michael knows that when Dad does the bad thing you don't talk to him from Friday to Monday and when he tries to lift you to his lap you run to Mam.

think my father is like the Holy Trinity with three people in him, the one in the morning with the paper, the one at night with the stories and the prayers, and then the one who does the bad thing and comes home with the smell of whiskey and wants us to die for Ireland.

I think my father is like the Holy Trinity with three people in him, the one in the morning with the paper, the one at night with the stories and the prayers, and then the one who does the bad thing and comes home with the smell of whiskey and wants us to die for Ireland.

Where is she now, Dad? If there's a heaven, Maggie, she's there and she's queen of it. Is there a heaven, Dad? If there isn't, Maggie, I don't understand God's ways. She doesn't understand my babbling and neither do I because the tears erupt and she tells me again, It's all right to cry, Dad.