Look at satan. created as an angel, grows up to be the great adversary. hey, if you’re going to go on about genetics, you might as well say the kid will grow up to be an angel. after all, his father was really big in heaven in the old days. saying he’ll grow up to be a demon just because his dad became one is like saying a mouse with its tail cut off will give birth to tailless mice. no. upbringing is everything. take it from me.
Despite my dad's assurances i was strangely nervous my stomach tight ever since we'd hung up. Maybe deb had picked up on this and it was why she'd pretty much talked nonstop since i'd approached her and asked for a ride. I'd barely had time to explain the situation before she had launched into a dozen stories to illustrate the point that things happened but people were okay in the end.
I agree, dad. i was just explaining to the woman why we don’t look anything alike and why you would have been younger than me when i was born. it doesn’t mean i don’t love you ‘cause you know i do. make one snotty comment in anger when you’re twelve years old going through puberty and getting grounded, and you pay for it for the rest of your life. parents ain’t got no sense of humor. (omari)
Surrogate fathers and other male figures stepped in to give guidance after my dad died. businessmen taught me to honor my commitments; others gave me opportunities beyond my wildest imaginations. authors and speakers set good, solid examples of high standards and lofty goals for me; mature, committed christians nurtured and instructed me.
My parents died a long time ago. and you know the sad thing? i still miss them every day. i spent my entire youth fighting with my dad over every little thing and damned if i wouldn’t sell my soul to see him one more time and tell him i was sorry for the last words i said to him. words i can never take back that should have never been said. so call your mom. no matter what kind of relationship you have with your parents, i swear to you, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. (kyrian)
Makes a diff'rence, havin' a decent family,' he said. 'me dad was decent. An' your mum an' dad were decent. If they'd lived, life woulda bin diff'rent, eh?' 'yeah, i s'pose,' said harry cautiously. Hagrid seemed to be in a very strange mood. 'family,' said hagrid gloomily. 'whatever yeh say, blood's important.
My children's favorite, and it's funny because they've seen it but they have a difficult time watching it because it's their dad and they make that connection, but edward scissorhands is by far my kids' favorite. They just connect with the character, and they see their dad feeling that isolation, that loneliness. He's a tragic character, so i think it's hard for them. They bawl.
I got the feeling poseidon really didn't know what to think of me. he didn't know whether he was happy to have me as a son or not. in a strange way, i was glad that poseidon was so distant. if he'd tried to apologize, or told me he love me, or even smiled. it would've felt fake. like human dad, making some lame excuse for not being around. i could live with that. after all, i wasn't sure about him yet, either.