Just remember, once you're over the hill you begin to pick up speed. ~Charles Schulz
Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name. ~William Wordsworth
The first sign of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the left. ~Jerry M. Wright
There is still no cure for the common birthday. ~John Glenn
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
Youth is a disease from which we all recover. ~Dorothy Fulheim
He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland
We advance in years somewhat in the manner of an invading army in a barren land; the age that we have reached, as the saying goes, we but hold with an outpost, and still keep open communications with the extreme rear and first beginnings of the march. ~Robert Louis Stevenson, "Virginibus Puerisque II," Virginibus Puerisque, 1881
We advance in years somewhat in the manner of an invading army in a barren land; the age that we have reached, as the saying goes, we but hold with an outpost, and still keep open communications with the extreme rear and first beginnings of the march. ~Robert Louis Stevenson, "Virginibus Puerisque II," Virginibus Puerisque, 1881
Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown. ~Author Unknown
Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if Dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son how best to crash through it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland
There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. ~John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age. ~Robert Frost
