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Rick Riordan
“Hazel squinted. "How far?"
"Just over the river and through the woods."
Percy raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? To Grandmother's house we go?"
Frank cleared his throat. "Yeah, anyway.”
Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

Nicholas Sparks
“What's your heart telling you to do?
I don't know.'
Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it.”
Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember

Cormac McCarthy
“He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.”
Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Jarod Kintz
“People tell me I look like my father. I've never seen my dad, so does that mean I look invisible?”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

Rick Riordan
“It wasn’t easy looking dignified wearing a bed sheet and a purple cape.”
Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

Rick Riordan
“I will see you again,’ Hades promised. ‘I will prepare a room for you at the palace in case you do not survive. Perhaps your chambers would look good decorated with the skulls of monks.’
‘Now I can’t tell if you’re joking.’
Hades’s eyes glittered as his form began to fade. ‘Then perhaps we are alike in some important ways.’
The god vanished.”
Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

Criss Jami
“I'm convinced that most men don't know what they believe, rather, they only know what they wish to believe. How many people blame God for man's atrocities, but wouldn't dream of imprisoning a mother for her son's crime?”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

Cormac McCarthy
“You have my whole heart. You always did. You're the best guy. You always were.”
Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Dan Brown
“No love is greater than that of a father for His son.”
Dan Brown, Angels & Demons

“You don't raise heroes, you raise sons. And if you treat them like sons, they'll turn out to be heroes, even if it's just in your own eyes.”
Walter M. Schirra, Sr.

John Steinbeck
“It's because I haven't courage,' said Samuel. 'I could never quite take the responsibility. When the Lord God did not call my name, I might have called his name - but I did not. There you have the difference between greatness and mediocrity. It's not an uncommon disease. But it's nice for a mediocre man to know that greatness must be the loneliest state in the world.'

'I'd think there are degrees of greatness,' Adam said.

'I don't think so,' said Samuel. 'That would be like saying there is a little bigness. No. I believe when you come to that responsibility the hugeness and you are alone to make your choice. On one side you have warmth and companionship and sweet understanding, and on the other - cold, lonely greatness. There you make your choice. I'm glad I chose mediocrity, but how am I to say what reward might have come with the other? None of my children will be great either, except perhaps Tom. He's suffering over the choosing right now. It's a painful thing to watch. And somewhere in me I want him to say yes. Isn't that strange? A father to want his son condemned to greatness! What selfishness that must be.”
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

Richard Llewellyn
“I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.”
Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

Walt Whitman
“I tramp the perpetual journey
My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the
woods,
No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair,
I have no chair, no philosophy,
I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange,
But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,
My left hand hooking you round the waist,
My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public
road.

Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you,
You must travel it for yourself.

It is not far, it is within reach,
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born and did not know,
Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land.

Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten
forth,
Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as we go.

If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand
on my hip,
And in due time you shall repay the same service to me,
For after we start we never lie by again.

This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded
heaven,
And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs,
and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we
be fill'd and satisfied then?
And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and continue
beyond.

You are also asking me questions and I hear you,
I answer that I cannot answer, you must find out for yourself.

Sit a while dear son,
Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink,
But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss
you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress
hence.

Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams,
Now I wash the gum from your eyes,
You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every
moment of your life.

Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout,
and laughingly dash with your hair.”
Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

Jarod Kintz
“A few years ago, when I was hitchhiking through Laramie, Wyoming, I met an old and infertile man named John. I told him, “I think I’d have made a good son, John. But I’d have made an even better Johnson.” He nodded as he took a long drag from his cigarette before he said, “I think I would have made a good Robert Derrick. But I'd have made an even better Derrick Robert.” I was silent for a few minutes, because I knew all too well what he meant. I’ve often felt I’d have made a great Bruce Robert, and an even better Robert the Bruce than Robert the Bruce ever was. Because, as many people have told me, “You can take all the Bruces in the world, including Mr. Willis, and you’d be the only one who could simply be called ‘The Bruce.’” But you couldn’t call me “The Boss,” because that title belongs to another Bruce.”
Jarod Kintz, American Association for the Advancement of Aardvarks Presents: Dear Natalie

Ray Bradbury
“I often wonder if God recognizes His own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down?”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

William Shakespeare
“When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.”
William Shakespeare

Giorge Leedy
“MOM

Wholeheartedly,
She loved me-
And inspired me-
With transcending devotion.

It was a blessing-
To have been her son,
To have been loved-
Without conditions.

Her words of wisdom-
Opened my eyes-
To the world-
And to myself.

By seeing the best in me,
She empowered me.
By believing in me,
She transformed me.

She grew old-
And floated away,
But her love remains standing-
Eternally by my side.”
Giorge Leedy, Uninhibited From Lust To Love

Mary Balogh
“But a mother-son relationship is not a coequal one, is it? He is lonely with only you just as you are lonely with only him.”
Mary Balogh, Simply Love

“Mothers are inscrutable beings to their sons, always. ("The Higgler")”
A.E. Coppard, Dusky Ruth: And Other Stories

Jarod Kintz
“He’s not my son, but his last name is Myson. Same spelling, big difference.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

Denis Johnson
“When we were arguing on my twenty-fourth birthday, she left the kitchen, came back with a pistol, and fired it at me five times from right across the table. But she missed. It wasn't my life she was after. It was more. She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.”
Denis Johnson, Jesus' Son

Elizabeth Peters
“He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, "I love you, Mother." He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.”
Elizabeth Peters, He Shall Thunder in the Sky

“I'm supposed to be a man but I can't help thinking no one ever showed me what that is supposed to look like. Maybe that is why I ride the middle all the time—never offending anyone, never getting a hard time, but never much standing out either.”
Heather Duffy Stone, This Is What I Want to Tell You

Elizabeth Gaskell
“But I got through the review, for all their Latin and French; I did, and if you doubt me, you just look at the end of the great ledger, turn it upside down, and you'll find I've copied out all the fine words they said of you: "careful observer," "strong nervous English," "rising philosopher."
Oh! I can nearly say it all off by heart, for many a time when I am frabbed by bad debts, or Osborne's bills, or moidered with accounts, I turn the ledger wrong way up, and smoke a pipe over it, while I read those pieces out of the review which speak about you, lad!”
Elizabeth Gaskell, Wives and Daughters

Jarod Kintz
“He’s only two years younger, but that doesn’t mean I’m not old enough to be his father. I grew up fast. Ah, but that’s life, no?”
Jarod Kintz, Ah, but that's life, no?

Jarod Kintz
“I wanted a ponytail for my 16th birthday, but daddy never bought me one. He thought that not only would I not be able to ride it, but it would also be unsuitable for a young lady to be a young man.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title

Gary Patton
“The “Word of God” is not simply the Christian Bible but exists in a threefold form: “The Word” incarnate (Jesus Followers’ King), the word prophesied and proclaimed (Prophets), and the word in scripture (Bible). All three are the self-disclosure of God, The One & Only ...in three, distinct & unique Persons, Father, Son, & Holy Spirit.”
Gary Patton

Jarod Kintz
“Pa extended his paw as if to say, “I’m here, and I’m human.” What else could I do but say, “Meow.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

Jarod Kintz
“I was crying on the inside, but on the outside, to the casual observer, and to the man who was dying, I was laughing. That man was my father, and I haven’t laughed that hard since his funeral. Ah, but that’s life, no?”
Jarod Kintz, Ah, but that's life, no?

Jarod Kintz
“Aside from the fact that you’re not my son, and I’m not a woman, do you think I’m a good mother?”
Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title

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