#father

You can know a thing to death and be for all purposes completely ignorant of it. A man can know his father, or his son, and there might still be nothing between them but loyalty and love and mutual incomprehension. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#fathers #generations #knowledge #relationships #sons

Father, in those moments of utter exasperation, help me to want You as much as I need You! ↗

— Evinda Lepins

#god #god-is-in-control #life-quote #prayer #life

The greatest thing a father can do for his daughter is to love her mother. ↗

— Elaine S. Dalton

#love #love

Marianne had sharp, cold eyes and she was spiteful but her father loved her. ↗

— Angela Carter

#love

He followed in his father's footsteps, but his gait was somewhat erratic. ↗

— Nicolas Bentley

#father #followed #footsteps #gait #his

See my father knew a lot about music, he played the piano and he would do theory and stuff like that, but I didn't learn anything from him, but I played that for him and he liked it a lot. ↗

— John Fahey

#anything #father #him #i #knew

Daughter, we didn't need your note - or a prince's visit - to tell us you'd done nothing wrong. We know the daughter we raised. We fear for your future, but never for your character. You take our love and our trust wherever you wander. Father. ↗

— Gail Carson Levine

#fathers-and-daughters #love #trust #faith

My father died when I was young and I was raised by my grandmother, Emma Klonjlaleh Brown. We could afford to eat chicken just once a year, on Christmas. ↗

— George Weah

#brown #chicken #christmas #could #died

To be content, horse people need only a horse, or, lacking that, someone else who loves horses with whom they can talk. It was always that way with my grandfather. He took me places just so we could see horses, be near them. We went to the circus and the rodeo at Madison Square Garden. We watched parades down Fifth Avenue. Finding a horse, real or imagined, was like finding a dab of magic potion that enlivened us both. Sometimes I'd tell my grandfather about all the horses in my eleborate dreams. He'd lean over, smile, and assure me that, one day, I'd have one for real. And if my grandfather, my Opa, told me something was going to come true, it always did. ↗

— Allan J. Hamilton

#dreams #grandfathers #horses #love #magic

Everything necessary to understand my grandfather lies between two stories: the story of the tiger’s wife, and the story of the deathless man. These stories run like secret rivers through all the other stories of his life – of my grandfather’s days in the army; his great love for my grandmother; the years he spent as a surgeon and a tyrant of the University. One, which I learned after his death, is the story of how my grandfather became a man; the other, which he told to me, is of how he became a child again. ↗

— Téa Obreht

#stories #death