As love without esteem is capricious and volatile; esteem without love is languid and cold.
Love is a better teacher than duty.
The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.
To say ‘I love you’ one must first be able to say the ‘I.’
One forgives to the degree that one loves.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.
Ultimately love is everything.
A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.
One does not fall in love; one grows into love, and love grows in him.
A kiss is a lovely trick to stop speech when words become superfluous.
Love implies anger. The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing.
My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
All art is but imitation of nature.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.
Anytime you see a turtle up on top of a fence post, you know he had some help.
A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.
Whenever you want to marry someone, go have lunch with his ex-wife.
Artists who seek perfection in everything are those who cannot attain it in anything.
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
We are taught you must blame your father, your sisters, your brothers, the school, the teachers - but never blame yourself. It’s never your fault. But it’s always your fault, because if you wanted to change you’re the one who has got to change.
I don’t want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.
The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.
When one has not had a good father, one must create one.
The sacred title of ‘father’ is shared with the Almighty.
Being a father has been, without a doubt, my greatest source of achievement, pride and inspiration. Fatherhood has taught me about unconditional love, reinforced the importance of giving back and taught me how to be a better person.
A father is a man who expects his son to be as good a man as he meant to be. Perhaps this man is a bastard. Perhaps I was, in this sense, at one time a bastard too. I began to change some of my thoughts and behaviors after I saw some of the until I saw the consequences of my actions.
I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.
The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother. I won’t think about this one too much. I hope my kids read this one and take it to heart. And yet I hope they won’t judge me too harshly on this one.
It doesn’t matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was. Very, very true.
That’s why striving to be a great father is analogous to searching for the Holy Grail. It involves helping them and loving them with your thoughts/advice and actions and doing these things in a way that they are able to understand/see them as your intent/goals.
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.’
I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well. However, not all of us cannot have Aristotle as a teacher. I believe Alex(as his friends fondly referred to him— I told you I’m older than dirt) partly used this thought as a gratitude coping mechanism in that he lost his dad at a very young age.
This is the price you pay for having a great father. You get the wonder, the joy, the tender moments - and you get the tears at the end, too.
I wasn’t anything special as a father. But I loved them and they knew it.
When I was 18, I thought my father was pretty dumb. After a while when I got to be 21, I was amazed to find out how much he’d learned in three years.
The father of a daughter is nothing but a high-class hostage. A father turns a stony face to his sons, berates them, shakes his antlers, paws the ground, snorts, runs them off into the underbrush, but when his daughter puts her arm over his shoulder and says, ‘Daddy, I need to ask you something,’ he is a pat of butter in a hot frying pan.
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.
It is easier for a father to have children than for children to have a real father.
I’m always going to love my father.
I decided in my life that I would do nothing that did not reflect positively on my father’s life.
I’m a father; that’s what matters most. Nothing matters more.
You don’t have to deserve your mother’s love. You have to deserve your father’s. Probably more on point than I would like to admit. But I’m working on it.
The most important influence in my childhood was my father.
When it comes to Father’s Day, I will remember my dad for both being there to nurture me and also for the times he gave me on my own to cultivate my own interests and to nurture my own spirit.
My father said there were two kinds of people in the world: givers and takers. The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better.
I have never been a material girl. My father always told me never to love anything that cannot love you back.
My father, he was like the rock, the guy you went to with every problem.
My life comes down to three moments: the death of my father, meeting my husband, and the birth of my daughter. Everything I did previous to that just doesn’t seem to add up to very much.
My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
I inherited that calm from my father, who was a farmer. You sow, you wait for good or bad weather, you harvest, but working is something you always need to do.
One of the greatest gifts my father gave me - unintentionally - was witnessing the courage with which he bore adversity. We had a bit of a rollercoaster life with some really challenging financial periods.
He was always unshaken, completely tranquil, the same ebullient, laughing, jovial man. Hmmm, perhaps he’s onto something here. I do believe you can teach a better sermon with your life than your words.
I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.
My Father had a profound influence on me. He was a lunatic.
A new father quickly learns that his child invariably comes to the bathroom at precisely the times when he’s in there, as if he needed company. The only way for this father to be certain of bathroom privacy is to shave at the gas station.
Mom and Dad were married 64 years. And if you wondered what their secret was, you could have asked the local florist - because every day Dad gave Mom a rose, which he put on her bedside table. That’s how she found out what happened on the day my father died - she went looking for him because that morning, there was no rose.