Quotes About Father

My father fought alongside Aussie and U.S. soldiers in the Vietnam War.

My father, a Vietnam War pilot, used to tell me that the only really bad decisions are the ones you stick to even when you get facts that support a change in the mission.

My dad and I had been close - he called me Tuyet Bang, Vietnamese for 'avalanche,' because of my nonstop energy. I took a lot from him, like being a risk taker, and I know how much he loved my mother.

Derek cuddled his daughter against his shoulder and spoke in a mixture of baby words and cockney, a language only she seemed to understand.

You're still our sister," Pandora said. "It doesn't matter to me whether you were sired by our old terrible father, or your new terrible father." "I didn't need the extra one," Helen said glumly.

No, Mr. Swift's mind doesn't work that way, any more than my father's does. They're men of business. Predators. If Mr. Swift wanted me, he wouldn't stop to ask for my permission any more than a lion would stop and politely ask an antelope if he would mind being eaten for lunch.

My father wanted as little to do with his daughters as possible," Pandora said bluntly. "He considered us nuisances." Lowering her head, she mumbled, "Obviously I've proven him right." "I wouldn't say so." A touch of amused sympathy warmed the earl's voice. "My own daughters have assured me- more than once- that any well-meaning girl of high spirits can find herself in hot water now and then.

I give my blessing to a marriage between you and my daughter. Now, you will undoubtedly point out that you haven't asked for it, which will prompt me to ask why. Then you'll relate a few stories from your unsavory past and go through some tedious self-flagellation to make me aware of your unworthiness as a potential husband and father." The duke took a sip of coffee before adding, "I will not be impressed.

he an arrogant man, your father?" The hint of a bitter smile curved his lips. "I used to think it was arrogance. But I've come to realize that it's more an obliviousness to the world outside his own. To my knowledge, he's never put on his own stockings, or put powder on his own toothbrush. I doubt he could survive a life without privilege.

Some of her fear must have shone through her effort to maintain a reassuring facade, for her father took one of her hands and exerted a feeble tug to bring her closer to him. "Evie," came his faint whisper, "I'm going to your mother, y'see…she's got 'em to leave a back door open…so I can steal into 'eaven.

Some of her fear must have shone through her effort to maintain a reassuring facade, for her father took one of her hands and exerted a feeble tug to bring her closer to him. "Evie," came his faint whisper, "I'm going to your mother, y'see… she's got 'em to leave a back door open… so I can steal into 'eaven." She laughed quietly even as a few hot tears spilled from her eyes.

Her name was Garrett Gibson, and she had been born in East London. After enrolling at a local hospital as a nursing student, she had begun to take classes intended for doctors. Three years ago, she had earned a medical degree at the University of Sorbonne in Paris, and subsequently returned to London. As was common, she had established her practice out of a private home, which in this case happened to be her widowed father's absence.

Although my dad was a doctor, we weren't necessarily a super-artsy family. We were just a classic, traditional family who got to take a lot of piano lessons and became a bunch of musicians.

His son. That funny creature that looked like a skinned rabbit was his son.

She wanted to surprise us," Andrew replies. "With a dead body?" my father demands. "Oh Jesus fuck, you Love men are drama queens. I didn't drop a dead body off when I got here.

We'd had money in Italy before we'd fled after my father's disappearance, and did so with nothing.

I was "adopted" by my heavenly Father when I was 10 years old. From the day I took His hand as Lord and Savior 28 years ago, He has held on to me for dear life and I can't imagine a dearer life than the one I've lived as His child.

One of the best things a father can do for his daughter is let her know that she has met his expectations. My father did that for me, and no amount of effort on my part can fully repay the debt.

One of the best things a father can do for his daughter is let her know that she has met his expectations. My father did that for me, and no amount of effort on my part can fully repay the debt. I'd do anything for him, and for my mother. Now

One of the best things a father can do for his daughter is let her know that she has met his expectations

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One of the best things a father can do for his daughter is let her know that she has met

Sister Marguerite wasn't her sister, but a nun—a teacher or a caretaker. The letters were Iola's prayers, her private thoughts. That's why they'd never been mailed. These letters weren't meant for earth, but for heaven. Not for her biological father, but for God.

One of the best things a father can do for his daughter is let her know thats she has met his expectations.