Father And Daughter Quotes

Quotes tagged as "father-and-daughter" (showing 1-30 of 32)
Marie Rutkoski
“The guard hit Kestrel across the face. “I said, what did you give him?”
You had a warrior’s heart, even then.
Kestrel spat blood. “Nothing,” she told the guard. She thought of her father, she thought of Arin. She told her final lie. “I gave him nothing.”
Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

Raquel Cepeda
“The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.”
Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

Alice Hoffman
“I only had access to him when we were together in the library, and I loved them both -the library and my father- equally and without question.”
Alice Hoffman, The Marriage of Opposites

William Shakespeare
“I cannot heave my heart into my mouth. I love your majesty according to my bond; no more no less.”
William Shakespeare, King Lear

Muhammed Zafar Iqbal
“যখন সূর্য ডোবার পর কালপুরুষ নক্ষত্রটা ঠিক মাথার উপর থাকবে, যেদিন পূর্ণিমার চাঁদ উঠবে, তখন আমি ঠিক এই জায়গায় তোর জন্য অপেক্ষা করব, চাঁদের আলোতে এখানে বসে থাকব।”
Muhammed Zafar Iqbal, সেরিনা

Raquel Cepeda
“I think Dad wanted to feel the pain, to feel his body cry, an urgent reminder that he was still alive. I pretended not to notice.”
Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

William Shakespeare
“I profess myself an enemy to all other joys, which the most precious square of sense possesses, and find I am alone felicitate in your dear highness love.”
William Shakespeare, King Lear

Manasa Rao
“I watched the rain stream across the window in little rivulets with sunshine coming through. For me, the rain has always been an emotional thing that makes me very happy. However, living with the fact that it will never last forever breaks my heart. The slow falling rain reminds me of the time when I and my father would just watch the rain until it stopped. It has been a warm memory ever since.”
Manasa Rao, Love was just a word

Lisa Kleypas
“Some of her fear must have shone through her effort to maintain a reassuring facade, for her father took one of her hands and exerted a feeble tug to bring her closer to him. “Evie,” came his faint whisper, “I’m going to your mother, y’see… she’s got ’em to leave a back door open… so I can steal into ’eaven.”
She laughed quietly even as a few hot tears spilled from her eyes.”
Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

C.J. Tudor
“Wise man. Kids from the moment they’re born, they fill your heart with love…and terror. Especially little girls. You want to protect them from everything. And they you can’t, you feel like you’ve failed as a father. You’ve saved yourself a lot of pain by not having children.”
C.J. Tudor, The Chalk Man

Cameron Dokey
“I love you, Papa,” I said.
“And I love you,” my father replied. “I have loved you every day of your life. I will love you for
every day of mine and more. My love will never diminish, no matter how many steps you take
throughout the world, no matter how many years you wander until your task is done.”
“I will love you as long as I draw breath,” I replied. “And the moment I stop breathing, I will find
you. Wherever you are.”
Cameron Dokey, Winter's Child: A Retelling of The Snow Queen

Debasish Mridha
“A daddy is a daughter’s first love and a lifelong gift for Valentine’s Day.”
Debasish Mridha

Walt Disney Company
“Papa! You painted my nose!"
"I certainly did," her father said.
"But why?" Belle tried to see the purple dot on her face.
Maurice grinned. "Because that mark makes you even more beautiful. Different and special from the inside out, just like your fantastic doll. And just like your mother, who you look and act more like every day."
Belle eyed her father suspiciously. "A purple mark does all that?"
"Yes. Because it's yours and only yours," Maurice said.”
Walt Disney Company, Belle's Discovery

Elizabeth Gilbert
“A stranger came out to White Acre one day to sell Henry a pony, for Alma to learn to ride. The pony's name was Soames, and he was the color of sugar icing, and Alma loved him immediately. A price was negotiated. The two men settled on three dollars. Alma, who was only six years old, asked, "Excuse me, sir, but does that price also include the bridle and saddle which the pony is currently wearing?"
The stranger balked at the question, but Henry roared with laughter. "She's got you there, man!" he bellowed, and for the rest of that day, he ruffled Alma's hair whenever she came nearer, saying, "What a good little auctioneer I've got as a daughter!”
Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

Shannon Hale
“I don't want you to be lonely," Cedar couldn't help saying. "Or hungry! You two always forget to go shopping till the cupboards are bare. I'll be right back." She grabbed some baskets and ran out of the house.
Old Mother Hubbard's Corner Market was always open early, so Cedar filled her baskets with Pinocchio's and Gepetto's favorite foods: bread, fruitcake, sardines, and humble pie.”
Shannon Hale, Once Upon a Time: A Story Collection

“The hands were beautiful, deft and wise: hands for steadying a bicycle, for pouring milk into a cereal bowl, hands for putting on Band-Aids and ruffling your hair.”
Jordan Weisman, Cathy's Key

Stacey Ballis
“I'm going to explode," my dad says, rubbing his stomach gleefully. He's just put down a massive sandwich piled with corned beef, pastrami, chopped liver, and Swiss cheese, with a slide of crispy onion strings and a vanilla malt.
"Tilt," I say, making the time-out signal with my hands. I managed to get three-quarters of the way through a turkey club with no tomatoes and Thousand Island instead of mayo, with a pile of extra-crispy fries and a chocolate phosphate. Not to mention the bucket of pickles, and the soup, chicken with kreplach and noodles for him, sweet-and-sour cabbage for me.”
Stacey Ballis, Wedding Girl

Walt Disney Company
“My Belle. I'm so proud of you. Look at what you created here."
Belle blushed. "I didn't create it, Papa. It's Hugo's shop."
"But you found the missing pieces," her father said. "And that's the mark of a dreamer and a doer. Otherwise known as an inventor.”
Walt Disney Company, Belle's Discovery

“MY FATHER
If I have to write a poem about my father
it has to be about integrity
and kindness —
the selfless kind of kindness
that is so very rare
I am sure there will be many people
living somewhere who must be as kind as him
but what I mean to say is
I have not met one yet

and when it comes to helping others
he always helps too much
and as the saying goes —
help someone, you earn a friend.
help someone too much,
you make an enemy. —
so you know the gist of what
I’m trying to say here

anyways I was talking about the
poem about my father
it has to be about
passion
and hard work
because you see
you cannot separate these
things from him
they are part of him as his two eyes and
two hands and his heart and his soul
and his whole being
and you cannot separate
wind and waves
or living and the universe
or earth and heavens
and although he never got any
award from bureaucracy
the students he taught ages ago
still touch his feet and some
of them are the people
you have to make
an appointment to meet even if
it is for two minutes of their time
and that’s a reward for him
bigger than any other that
some of his colleagues got
for their flattery

and also I have to write about
reliability as well
because you see
as the sun always rises
and the snowflakes are always six-folds
and the spring always comes
and the petals of a sunflower and every flower
follows the golden ratio of symmetry
my father never fails to
keep his promise

I have to mention the rage as well
that he always carries inside him
like a burning fire
for wrongdoings
for injustice

and now
he carries a bitterness too
for people
who used him good
and discarded
as it always happens with every good man
in our world of humans

and you must be thinking he has
learned his lessons well
you go to him —
it does not matter who you are
if he knows you
or you are a stranger from
other side of the world —
and ask for his help
he will be happy to do so

as you must know
people
never change
not their soul in any case.”
Neena H Brar

Paula Brackston
“He had had to be father and mother to her, and he had taken to his tasks with determination, seeking perfection in everything he did. Now, as an adult, she realized how hard her mother's death had been for him, understood the enormity of his loss. The love that her parents had shared had been a beacon of light for her in a dark and dangerous world. She wondered if she would ever have the chance to find such a love herself. As her father talked excitedly about the latest young horse he had bred, Megan saw the years fall away from his face and the lingering sadness lift a little. She owed him everything- her resourcefulness, her skills as a horsewoman, her knowledge of medicinal herbs, as well as her undeniable stubbornness.”
Paula Brackston, Lamp Black, Wolf Grey

Jojo Moyes
“You should just keep your mouth shout! It gets very tedious having you make a snarky comment about everything that someone says in this group.”
Jojo Moyes, After You

Fahad Basheer
“A father is an animal the moment he loves his public reputation more than his children but the father becomes a father of his children, the moment he loves his children more than his public reputation. What we lack today is a selfless father who loves his children not a father who is addicted to his public reputation than his children. Fathers are plenty but a transparent and sincere fathers are few.”
Fahad Basheer, Wifey: astounding secrets of soulmate

Fahad Basheer
“Father is an animal the moment he loves his public reputation more than his children but the father becomes a father of his children, the moment he loves his children more than his public reputation. Fathers who are addicted to their public reputation than their children are plenty whereas transparent and sincere fathers who loves their children than their reputation are few. And that requires sacrifice that proves you are worthy of being a father pf your child!”
Fahad Basheer

Fahad Basheer
“Father is an animal the moment he loves his public reputation more than his children but the father becomes a father of his children, the moment he loves his children more than his public reputation. Fathers who are addicted to their public reputation than their children are plenty whereas transparent and sincere fathers who loves their children than their reputation are few. And that requires sacrifice that proves you are worthy of being a father of your child. Don't be one, if you cant be one of the sacrificers!”
Fahad Basheer, Wifey: astounding secrets of soulmate

Fahad Basheer
“Father is an animal the moment he loves his public reputation more than his children but a father becomes the father of his children, the moment he loves his children more than his public reputation. Fathers who are addicted to their public reputation than their children are plenty whereas transparent and sincere fathers who loves their children than their reputation are few. And that requires sacrifice which proves you are worthy of being the father of your child. Don't be one, if you cant be one of the sacrificers!”
Fahad Basheer

Melanie Dobson
“She didn't look up, her gaze focused entirely on the paper before her as she drew what looked like a wing. He picked up one of the papers from the floor, and on it was a butterfly, the colors a blending of vibrant yellows and oranges.
He held out the paper. "What's this one called?"
"Golden Shimmer," she said. "She loves the sunlight."
He picked up a picture of a light-purple butterfly with a string of pearls around her neck. "And this one?"
"Lavender Lace. She has the power to heal all sorts of wounds."
He scanned the room, all the pictures on the floor. "Do they each have a name?"
Finally she looked at him, her bright-blue eyes meeting his. "Of course."
And he realized with a pang of sadness that these were Libby's friends for life.
"They are beautiful."
A glint of a smile. "Thank you."
He picked up another butterfly, this one a dark violet shade, a silver streak bleeding across the edge of its wings.
"What is she called?"
"Silver Shadow."
"Does she have a story?"
Libby's smile faded. "She's lost and can't seem to find her way home.”
Melanie Dobson, Shadows of Ladenbrooke Manor

Melanie Dobson
“On the days Walter came to her apartment, to write down the stories of her butterflies, he always prayed with her, that in their weaknesses- both his and hers- God would be strong. That she would rely on the Creator more than her own creation.
She needed that strength now to face her demons. To remember the good things about Oliver without so many of the regrets.”
Melanie Dobson, Shadows of Ladenbrooke Manor

Alice Hoffman
“Although my father had never been there, I came to believe I would someday see that city for him.”
Alice Hoffman, The Marriage of Opposites

Kate Forsyth
“Her papa called her 'chiacchere' because he said she chattered away all day, just like a magpie. He had all sorts of funny names for her: 'fiorellina', my little flower; 'abelie', which meant honeysuckle; and 'topolina', my sweet little mouse. Margherita's mother only called her 'piccolina', my little one, or 'mia cara Margherita,' my darling daisy.”
Kate Forsyth, Bitter Greens

Shannon Hale
“Fortune-teller tea. Give it a sip!"
The liquid was pink and smelled of strawberries, but when Maddie drank it, the flavor was deep and a little bitter, followed by a sudden burst of sweetness.
Her father returned. "Well?" he asked.
"It started out as black licorice and then melted into butterscotch," she said.
"Oh, my girl, the tea is telling you that this is the year to keep your ear to the ground and listen for surprises. Change is coming!"
Maddie's stomach was full of thoughts and her head full of butterflies. She checked her watch again.
She couldn't wait for it all to begin.”
Shannon Hale, Once Upon a Time: A Story Collection

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