Quotes About Fatherhood

To meet my little girl for the first time was a humbling experience. She's got my eyes and a smile that just melts my heart.

My earliest memory is being in a snow hole, aged two-and-a-half, with my dad somewhere up a mountain in a blizzard. I don't know what my dad saw in me - I was a geeky kid - but he had that philosophy: prepare the kid for the road, not the road for the kid.

My dad is more credible than almost anybody I know. Growing up, I think I took for granted having a father in my life. I know I shouldn't have been like that. A lot of my friends didn't have a father, so for so many people he was the father figure. I look at the way he's lived his life, sacrificing so much.

The fact that I have had so much time to be a dad and to be around my children is brilliant.

Il est peu d'hommes, qui aiment la poésie, qui ne se gratifieraient plus d'être le père de l'Éneide que du plus beau garçon de Rome, et qui ne souffriraient pas plus aisément la perte de celui-ci que de l'Éneide.

I already have a son One is enough? There was a time when I dreamt of having three or four but I rather failed one the fatherhood front didn't I? Some errors don't bear repeating.

No olvide lo que le digo, el primer hijo embaraza tanto al padre como a la madre.

Oh, Christ. Word stuff, paper stuff, and that's neither words nor paper in that goddam little coffin, that's my son, my kid, my little dirty gap-toothed boy with the torn britches and the scabs on his knees, and he wasn't ever intended to ride thunder and bridle lightning, no man is. Pulp heroes were all made of wood and they could do it, but Dan's human and soft and easily broken. He hasn't any business there, no man has.

I got married, going to become father soon, being No. 1 in the sport that I love with all my heart. I mean, it's pretty awesome.

I love my son, but my daughter has calmed me down.

My daughter gets to paint my nails and put clips in my hair, and I love it.

I love being a dad. I'd have more kids if I could. I'd take a couple more, one or two more before I croak.

I love working with my dad, but I need to be independent and do my own stuff.

I've always taken my love of children from my father. He was a children magnet. Suddenly, having my first child hit home what my dad went through.

My sons love LeBron more than they love me. I'm just a little jealous about it.

I wish my daughters would box. I'm so worried about the guys coming up to them. I would love them to be able to smack a guy right off a bar stool.

Were it not for the transformative love of Jesus Christ, I would have been raised by a single mom without my father in the household, this is our fight, and that is why I'm running for president.

I love when I teach my son a good lesson. But I love it even more when he teaches me.

I love being a dad, and I'm good at it. Kids teach you about life, like how not to focus on yourself so much.

It's just like being a father; you got to show them love and you got to show them the path. I don't like this role-model stuff, though.

She had a diaper pail, a car seat, a stroller and something he'd never even seen before—a breast pump, according to the box. He picked it up to take a closer look, decided he was glad to be a man and set it back down.

Bueno lo del matrimonio no está mal...Pero lo de hacer de padre es más duro. Papi ¿puedo beberme un zumo? ¿Qué tal un poco de agua, cielo? ¿Papi? ¿Sí? ¿Puedo beberme un zumo? ¿Qué tal un poco de agua, cielo? ¿Papi, puedo beberme un zumo? Vale cielo, ¿Quieres un zumo? No, da igual, beberé un poco de agua. Es como si estuviéramos todo el rato ensayando una puta obra de Beckett

Robby intentaba no gemir pero incluso borracho detecté el miedo en su voz. Carraspeé, con los ojos todavía cerrados. - ¿Qué quieres decir? - Creo que algo está subiendo las escaleras. Algo está arañando la puerta de mi cuarto. Según Robby por lo visto contesté: - Estoy seguro de que no es nada. Vuelve a la cama. - No puedo, papá - replicó Robby -. Tengo miedo. (Bueno, y yo. Bienvenido al club. Vete acostumbrando, porque no se pasa.)

A man never gets over losing his son, or his honor.