My Son Quotes
Just as Adam produced Woman without a woman, the Virgin produced the Second Adam without a man.
Son, my dad said, every man needs a bitter, resentful woman in his life. Because there's nothing more touching to a mother's heart than to know that her son thinks of her constantly.
He's mad at me.""For what?""For not being like him."Eleanor looked dubious. "Has he been mad at you for the last sixteen years?""Basically.
I’m surrounding by beautiful sounds, my son singing in his room and a gentle rain. There are so many simple pleasures God gives us we just have to listen for them.
There is nothing new under the sun but that of the Son. Man's rebellion against God has always been because he would rather fall in pride than rise in humility.
I won’t have my son doing drugs to get awoman that he shall never have.
It was his home now. But it could not be his home till he had gone from it and returned to it. Now he was the Prodigal Son.
It is to the prodigals...that the memory of their Father's house comes back. If the son had lived economically he would never have thought of returning.
to love is to destroy and that to be loved is the one to be destroyed
You become a man when, in having children, you not only physically look after and protect them but also protect them with all the love and learning you have to give.
Perhaps it's true that all men love their fathers, no matter how terrible the things they do to their sons: there is a part of us that remains forever in debt to those responsible for our existence.
We Christians are bound hands and feet, sitting down in the pews instead of going out to explore the earth for the Son of God, king of kings and the Lord of Lords
But ironically the believers have done worse in exploring the earth than sons of men who are not even believers have done.
More so God didn’t choose to resolve the problem of the earth by sending PRAYERS but by sending his son
Mothers should be very careful what type of boys and men they create, or allow to be created.
Praise and blame, gain and loss, pleasure and pain, fame and disripute, these are just the worldly winds of existence.
maybe here, in dauntless, bravery is the highest form of wisdom. the acknowledgement that life can and should be lived without fear
Catelyn wanted to run to him, to kiss his sweet brow, to wrap him in her arms so tightly that he would never come to harm....
Oh, that boy is in so much trouble.' Exie screeches out of the parking lot as if Jerran can hear her.
I wonder if your mother was frightened by Peter Pan before you were born?
In his imagination, he grabbed his dad by the throat and squeezed until an old mans face turned purple. No pleading, no begging, simply... nothing.
Shame is the demon that keeps many of us trapped in our pain
Sometimes people are so genuinely themselves they aren't conscious of the fact they have wronged you
The white folks like for us to be religious, then they can do what they want to with us.
Whether I felt strong and courageous or not, I would now have to be for my baby boy.
You have my whole heart. You always did. You're the best guy. You always were.
Well, fathers and sons… one way or the other, they always disappoint each other.
This, then, was Jango Fett's greatest reward, right here, sitting with his son, his young replica, sharing quiet moments.
The lad, like many another, owed nothing to his father but his mere existence—Heaven knows whether that gift is oftenest a curse or a boon.
I think there's a little me hiding behind your leg, Chichi.""I'm Goten.""I'm Goku. Hi!"...."Daddy!
They're Lares. House gods.""House gods, " Percy said. "Like...smaller than real gods, but larger than apartment gods?
They all ordered massive plates of eggs, pancakes, and reindeer sausage, though Frank looked a little worried about the reindeer. "You think it's okay that we're eating Rud
Look, " Percy continued, "I know I'm new here. I know you guys don't like to mention the massacre in the nineteen eighties-""He mentioned it!" one of the ghosts whimpered.
Getting eaten by a giant crocodile was bad enough.The kid with the glowing sword only made my day worse.
Just as God expressed his great love by giving his son to die for our redemption, so we will express our love for God by giving to others
Hazel squinted. "How far?""Just over the river and through the woods."Percy raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? To Grandmother's house we go?"Frank cleared his throat. "Yeah, anyway.
At this moment, I know that the answer has to be yes. I am defeated. By my own father. How Darth Vader.
Forget Batman: when I really thought about what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be my dad.
The unrequited love of ones' only living offspring has its own particular slow acid burn
Dad has shamelessly played the Mom card. Against which there is no defense.