Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope. ~Bill Cosby
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Craik
A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again. ~Enid Bagnold
Sherman made the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers sooner or later... that the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life. ~Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities
Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected. ~Red Buttons
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle. ~Bob Hope
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle. ~Bob Hope
The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age. ~Lucille Ball
Middle age is the time when a man is always thinking that in a week or two he will feel as good as ever. ~Don Marquis
You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely. ~Ogden Nash
Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes. ~Gloria Naylor
Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if Dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son how best to crash through it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland
Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father! ~Lydia M. Child, Philothea: A Romance, 1836
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