It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn't. ~Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams
Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened. ~Jennifer Yane
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~M*A*S*H, Colonel Potter
Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected. ~Red Buttons
It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons. ~Johann Schiller
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~Harmon Killebrew
Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope. ~Bill Cosby
I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. ~Author Unknown
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I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. ~Author Unknown
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I'm sixty years of age. That's 16 Celsius. ~George Carlin, Brain Droppings, 1997
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~M*A*S*H, Colonel Potter
The first sign of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the left. ~Jerry M. Wright
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Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father! ~Lydia M. Child, Philothea: A Romance, 1836
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