“Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope.”

Old is always fifteen years from now.

Human beings are the only creatures on earth who allow their kids to come back home.

I was’nt always black. There was this freckel that just grew and grew.

Let us now set forth one of the fundamental truths about marriage: the wife is in charge.

Human beings are the only creatures that allow their children to come back home.

Nobody ever says, Can I have your beets?

When you become senile, you won’t know it.

The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.

In spite of the seven thousand books of expert advice, the right way to discipline a child is still a mystery to most fathers and mothers Only your grandmother and Genghis Khan know how to do it.

Nothing I’ve ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.

You can teach an old dog new tricks. You just don’t want to see the dog doing them.

The very first law in advertising is to avoid the concrete promise and cultivate the delightfully vague.

You can turn painful situations around through laughter. If you can find humor in anything, even poverty, you can survive it.

Parents are not interested in justice, they’re interested in peace and quiet.

Women don’t want to hear what you think. Women want to hear what they think – in a deeper voice.

The past is a ghost, the future a dream and all we ever have is now.

As my father [Javāharlāl Nehrū] said, you have to keep an open mind, but you have to pour something into it – otherwise ideas slip away like sand between your fingers.

My dad told me when I was very young, that I should not get married before 30. His only advice to me was to live my life.

My father was a saint. I’m not.

It’s not right to say that my father influenced me more than others, and I wouldn’t be able to say whether my personality was formed more by my father or my mother or the Mahatma [Gandhi] or the friends who were with us.

I’ve never made an excuse of not knowing my father, because I’ve had great people in my life.

My father had a couple of kids at the beginning of the Depression. There was not much employment. Not much welfare. People barely got by. People were tougher then.

My mother groaned, my father wept,i nto the dangerous world I leapt.

Do not bandy words with your father, nor treat him as a dotard, nor reproach the old man, who has cherished you, with his age.