Category: Dad

I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.

I just wish I could understand my father.

I know that I will never find my father in any other man who comes into my life because it is a void in my life that can only be filled by him.

Fathers are biological necessities but social accidents.

Sons have always a rebellious wish to be disillusioned by that which charmed their fathers.

When one has not had a good father one must create one.

My father? I never knew him. Never even seen a picture of him.

I am not ashamed to say that no man I ever met was my father's equal and I never loved any other man as much.

Whoever does not have a good father should procure one.

It is easier for a father to have children than for children to have a real father.