Sherman made the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers sooner or later... that the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life. ~Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years. ~Author unknown, commonly attributed to Mark Twain but no evidence has yet been found for this (Thanks, Garson O'Toole!)
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age. ~Robert Frost
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Craik
Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest. ~Larry Lorenzoni
Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened. ~Jennifer Yane
Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes. ~Gloria Naylor
I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. ~Author Unknown
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life. ~Herbert Asquith
Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician. ~Author Unknown
Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes. ~Gloria Naylor
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age. ~Robert Frost
May you live to be a hundred yearsWith one extra year to repent.~Author Unknown
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