Paternal Figure Quotes

Inequality of rights and power proceeds from the very Author of nature, from whom all paternity in heaven and earth is named.

We were poor. But my mom never accepted that. She worked hard to become a residential contractor - got her master's with honors at the University of New Orleans. I used to go to every class with her. Her father was my paternal figure.

When I was a toddler, my father cut hair in the townhouse we had shared together in Long Beach, California, where Dad was stationed with the U.S. Navy. The buzz of clippers consistently hummed as he gave fades to his coworkers, my uncles, and my brother, but his clippers were never oiled and plugged in for my head.

I've always wanted to tell a story about Lincoln. I saw a paternal father figure; I saw someone who was completely, stubbornly committed to his ideals, to his vision.

Father' is such an arbitary word. Douche bag, on the other hand.

I never knew my father, which explains the Clint thing. He called himself Daddy... I loved it then, because it filled a great void.

I went to see Dad in hospital after he had gone through one particularly grueling operation. I walked into the room where he was recovering, and he was sitting up in a chair, wearing his shirt and tie. That was after eight hours of surgery. I found that so moving.

I love my father, and I believe in him. And he lost to Dan Quayle. I had a hard time understanding how that could happen.

Big Mike Meyer was my real dad as far as I was concerned.

On this special Fathers Day, we'd like to wish all of you a very Happy Birthday.

A father is the template of a man Nature gives a girl

My uncle was a second father to me. I spent most of my childhood with him.

Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.

Father's Day is important because, besides being the day on which we honor Dad, it's the one day of the year that Brookstone does any business.

A child identifies his parents with God, whether or not the adults want that role. Most children 'see' God the way they perceive their earthly fathers.

The children would remember for the rest of their lives the august solemnity with which their father, devastated by his prolonged vigil and by the wraith of his imagination, revealed his discovery to them: 'The world is round, like an orange.

She didn't have a daddy?" I asked. "No." "Did you have a daddy?" "You're all questions, aren't you? No, love. We never went in for that sort of thing. You only need men if you want to breed more men.

My father was a saint. He was the closest thing to a saint that you can find in a normal man.

My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.

All I ever wanted, all I ever needed was a father.

My grandfather was a very strong personality. He certainly ruled his household with an iron fist, even though it was often gloved in velvet!

My old man is a man of few words.

My mom's never been married. I've never even seen my mom kiss a dude.

Oh, God. God, isn't that perfect? He's Dad. He's Dad with a layer of nerd. Solid, steady, chipping away so patiently, you don't even know you've had your shields hacked down until you're defenseless. It's the type." "You're not in love with a type, you're in love with a man," Penny corrected. "Or you're not.