Fathers Day Quotes

Fathers Day Quotes:

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
~ Clarence Budington Kelland

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys."
~ Harmon Killebrew

One father is more than a hundred Schoolemasters.
~ George Herbert, Outlandish Proverbs, 1640

Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope.
~ Bill Cosby

Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name.
~ William Wordsworth

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

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.
~ Enid Bagnold
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Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father!
~ Lydia M. Child, Philothea: A Romance, 1836

It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons.
~ Johann Schiller

A father carries pictures where his money used to be.
~ Author Unknown

When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.
~ Mark Twain, "Old Times on the Mississippi" Atlantic Monthly, 1874

Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown.
~ Author Unknown

Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.
~ Gloria Naylor

There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.
~ John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994