Sons Quotes (1207 Quotes)



    The woman crosses the room, and it is only when she is directly in front of us that I am certain about who she is. She is dressed in a pelisse fashionable among women half her age, and the feather in her hat is an extraordinary shade of blue. Outside, a young man is waiting at her coach. Passersby will suspect that he is her son, but anyone who has ever been acquainted with her will know better.






    My son, by all means desist from kicking the venerable and enlightened Vizier: for as a costly jewel retains its value even if hidden in a dung-hill, so old age and discretion are to be respected even in the vile persons of our subjects. Desist therefore, and tell us what you desire and propose.


    Oh, I can see it happening, age after age, and growing worse the more you reveal your beauty: the son turning his back on the mother and the bride on her groom, stolen away by this everlasting calling, calling, calling of the gods. Taken where we can't follow. It would be far better for us if you were foul and ravening. We'd rather you drank their blood than stole their hearts. We'd rather they were ours and dead than yours and made immortal.


    God isn't the son of Memory; He's the son of Immediate Experience. You can't worship a spirit in spirit, unless you do it now. Wallowing in the past may be good literature. As wisdom, it's hopeless. Time Regained is Paradise Lost, and Time Lost is Paradise Regained. Let the dead bury their dead. If you want to live at every moment as it presents itself, you've got to die to every other moment.



    My son, be worthy of your noble name, worthily borne by your ancestors for over five hundred years. Remember it's by courage, and courage alone, that a nobleman makes his way nowadays. Don't be afraid of opportunities, and seek out adventures. My son, all I have to give you is fifteen ecus, my horse, and the advice you've just heard. Make the most of these gifts, and have a long, happy life.


    My father had not been outside the house except to drive back and forth to work or sit out in the backyard, for months, nor had he seen his neighbors. Now he looked at them, from face to face, until he realized I had been loved by people he didn't even recognize. His heart filled up, warm again as it had not been in what seemed so long to him- save small forgotten moments with Buckley, the accidents of love that happened with his son.

    When Jesus was born, he was already the son of God. I was the daughter of someone who ran away, a big disgrace. And when Jesus suffered, everyone worshipped him. Nobody worshipped me for living with Wen Fu. I was like that wife of Kitchen God. Nobody worshipped me either. He got all the excuses. He got all the credit. She was forgotten.



    They alone are sons who are devoted to their father. He is a father who supports his sons. He is a friend in whom we can confide, and she only is a wife in whose company the husband feels contented and peaceful.



    I don't want to talk about whether firing these rockets is important or not, but I wanted to talk about the destructive consequences. No one of us could forget last week's tragedy when a father and his son were killed by a rocket.




    He always seemed to do the right thing, which is why this surprises everyone. If you were to make a model family, the way the son would do it, would be him he did everything so well, so by-the-book, never cheating, never against the rules. When we read the article, we asked, 'Is this really happening to Stan' There was just so much going for him, I don't see any reason he'd make a mistake like this.


    Do not suppose, my dearest sons, that when I have left you I shall be nowhere and no one. Even when I was with you, you did not see my soul, but knew that it was in this body of mine from what I did. Believe then that it is still the same, even though you see it not.



    People around college baseball are excited. I have a college-aged son who said he wants one. My assistant's son is 10, and it's, 'Can I have one, Mom' We're reaching a different market than guys my age 57.


    Approximately 9 million children are being raised in LGBT-headed households. Our parents live in every corner of this country, rural and urban, red states and blue states, and we strive like every other parent in this country to give our children the best opportunities, to shower them with love, to teach them respect and a love for the rich and diverse traditions America has to offer them. By participating in this American tradition we hope to show our children a great time while introducing our families to the American public in a genuine and respectful way. I know my four-year-old twin sons are going to have a terrific time and I invite anyone with children to come to this cherished event.

    Born at Kaliste in Bohemia, the son of a Jewish peddler, Gustav Mahler described himself as ... three times homeless, a Bohemian in Austria, an Austrian among Germans and a Jew throughout the world, everywhere an intruder, never welcomed.

    ... Our God is a God of love. He waits with open arms, and the unfolding of His merciful plan of salvation is not only therefore the mark of divine power but also the mark of God's relentless, redeeming love. It is a point well worth pondering because, among other reasons, it will help us to understand better why God, through the prophets, denounces sin and corruption in such scalding terms. He loves all of us, His spirit sons and daughters, but hates our vices. His denunciation of those vices may, if we are not careful, seem to obscure the enormous and perfect love He has for us.

    I probably shouldn't say this, but he reminds me of my oldest son. If you watch him, they both have that similar patience at the plate. I've seen him foul off six or seven or eight pitches and then hit a single. He's just a very disciplined hitter.

    People looked at jobs in the auto plants like property, like something that they owned, something that could be passed down from father to sons. That was pretty much making it for a lot of people.

    This is such a very different type of DNA testing than people know about. It's very different from forensic DNA analysis, where you are trying to match a sample to a specific crime suspect. This is kinship, and you will never get an exact match between a mother and a son. You get what's known as a probability of a relationship.

    A bookstore to me is ike a candy store, ... There is not a book I would not want to read at some point. My son is learning to read right now. Watching him get excited how he can discover things through books is pretty phenomenal.

    Hark the herald-angels sing, 'Glory to the new-born King Peace on earth, and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled.' Christ, by highest heav'n adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb Veiled in flesh the Godhead see Hail th' incarnate Deity Pleased as man with men to 'ppear, Jesus our Immanu'l here. Hail the heav'n-born Prince of peace Hail the Sun of righteousness Light and life to all He brings, Ris'n with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home Rise, the woman's conquering Seed Bruise in us the serpent's head. Adam's likeness now efface, Stamp Thine image in its place Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in Thy love. Amen.


    Living is death dying is life On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that, citizens on this side, orphans on that, children on this side captives on that freemen on this side, disguised, unknown on that, disclosed and proclaimed as the sons of God.


    Another student, Ken, the son of Korean immigrants, enrages his ambitious father when he decides to go to Stanford, instead of Harvard or M.I.T. as his father had hoped. He appeared at my classroom door a few days before Christmas and told me I had helped him get through the last year of high school, ... At one time he had a dream of going into a dark alleyway with his father and only one of them would come out. He'd be the one, of course, but out there in Stanford, he began to think about his father and what it was like coming from Korea, working day and night selling fruit and vegetables when he knew barely enough English to get through the day, hanging on, desperate for his children to get the education he never had in Korea, that you couldn't even dream of in Korea.

    A son, born after partition, shall alone take the property of his father, or if any ,of the other sons be reunited with the ,father , he shall share with them.


    It's unlikely that you'll have a son of Kyoto come out of Montreal. If we go for that sort of achievement at Montreal, we'll walk away in tears, we have to try to build a framework through a series of steps that is comprehensive and effective.

    No mother can sleep at night knowing that her son was murdered in the fashion that my uncle was murdered in. My grandparents live with this every day, for the last nine years. And this has brought closure to my family.




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