When he died I had been away from home for a little over a year. In that year I had had time to become aware of the meaning of all my father’s bitter warnings, had discovered the secret of his proudly...
Rich men's sons are seldom rich men's fathers.
I give praise and honor to the Holy one of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob for the blessing of motherhood.
The path leading to stability is always opened to the sons of God
Motherhood can be seen as a political act. (...) when adressed, disconnections can become opportunities (...) Even when sons seem to be disinterested (...), a mother's efforts are extremely important....
We are sons of God, called to reveal God, to make him visible on this earth
God is looking for sons to send to the world of business to manage it for him.
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 in...
The way I saw the world changed in an instant. My eyes were opened to a need in this country that was just beginning to be recognized. The floodgates were opened, and our battle-injured warriors fille...
I'm so proud of you that it makes me proud of me. I hope you know that.
On this Mother's Day and every day before and after, I thank you God for the precious gift of my three children. I love them unconditionally.
He needed me to do what sons do for their fathers: bear witness that they’re substantial, that they’re not hollow, not ringing absences. That they count for something when little else seems to.
I lost my father this past year, and the word feels right because I keep looking for him. As if he were misplaced. As if he could just turn up, like a sock or a set of keys.
Many writers, especially male ones, have told us that it is the decease of the father which opens the prospect of one's own end, and affords an unobstructed view of the undug but awaiting grave that s...
That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero and not a human.
When I was born, my mother dressed me as a boy because she could not afford to feed any more daughters. By the mystic laws of gender and economics, it ruins a peasant to place half a bowl of figs in f...
Dad had once said, Trust your mind, Rob. If it smells like shit but has writing across it that says Happy Birthday and a candle stuck down in it, what is it?Is there icing on it? he'd said.Dad had don...
When Jack Burns needed to hold his mother's hand, his fingers could see in the dark.
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