The greatest thing a father can do for his daughter is to love her mother.
Elaine S. DaltonTags: love fatherhood
My son, there may be a time when I explain these things to you, because there may be a time when I understand them.
Hanif KureishiTags: intimacy fatherhood hanif-kureishi
I'm very at ease, and I like it. I never thought I would be such a family-oriented guy; I didn't think that was part of my makeup. But somebody said that as you get older you become the person you always should have been, and I feel that's happening to me. I'm rather surprised at who I am, because I'm actually like my dad!
David Bowie
Tags: fatherhood
It is very easy to be a military strategist, a mercenary, or a king, but much harder to be a father.
Nadia ScrievaTags: military king father fatherhood mercenary
It just isn't possible for you to ask me all the questions, or for me to give you all the answers.
José SaramagoTags: fatherhood
Since human fatherhood, as a reflection of the Fatherhood of God, was designed to be the pillar of the family, the disappearance of esteem for fatherhood has led to the collapse of that pillar and to the disintegration of the family.
Joseph A. CirrincioneTags: wisdom life truth fatherhood p39
The best gift you can give to your kids is a happy marriage.
Ricky ShettyTags: children marriage parenting kids fatherhood
[Nathan] wasn't blindly obsessed with a possession. He wasn't crazy. He was a hero--a father who'd risked his life to rescue his son.
Randy AlcornTags: bravery fiction fatherhood courageous
Did you have any yourself?" she said.
"Just one."
Harold thought of David, but it was too much to explain. He saw the boy as a toddler and how his face darkened in sunshine like a ripe nut. He wanted to describe the soft dimples of flesh at his knees, and the way he walked in his first pair of shoes, staring down, as if unable to credit they were still attached to his feet. He thought of him lying in hit cot, his fingers so appallingly small and perfect over his wool blanket. You could look at them and fear they might dissolve beneath your touch.
Mothering had come so naturally to Maureen. It was as if another woman had been waiting inside her all along, ready to slip out. She knew how to swing her body so that a baby slept; how to soften her voice; how to curl her hand to support his head. She knew what temperature the water should be in his bath, and when he needed to nap, and how to knit him blue wool socks. He had no idea she knew these things and he had watched with awe, like a spectator from the shadows. It both deepened his love for her and lifted her apart, so that just at the moment when he thought their marriage would intensify, it seemed to lose its way, or at least set them in different places. He peered at his baby son, with his solemn eyes, and felt consumed with fear. What if he was hungry? What if he was unhappy? What if other boys hit him when he went to school? There was so much to protect him from, Harold was overwhelmed. He wondered if other men had found the new responsibility of parenting as terrifying, or whether it had been a fault that was only in himself. It was different these days. You saw men pushing buggies and feeding babies with no worries at all.
Tags: regret fatherhood
He was a father. That’s what a father does.
Eases the burdens of those he loves.
Saves the ones he loves from painful last images that might endure for a lifetime.
Tags: love fatherhood
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