My mother groaned, my father wept,i nto the dangerous world I leapt.
William BlakeWilliam Blake The principal end both of my father and of myself in the conquest of India has been the propagation of the holy Catholic faith.
Ignatius of LoyolaIgnatius of Loyola My parents divorced, and I didn’t have much of a daddy growing up.
PinkPink My old man is a man of few words.
Scott EastwoodScott Eastwood I do remember being teased by my cousins on my mom’s side for not being black enough. And then I’d spend the summer with my dad and be sent to all white summer camps where I was ‘that black girl.’
Lauren LondonLauren London Many of the most highly publicized events of my presidency are not nearly as memorable or significant in my life as fishing with my daddy.
Jimmy CarterJimmy Carter My father had extravagant notions of my beauty, grace, wit, and charm.
Rose KennedyRose Kennedy My Father’s Eyes’ is very personal. I realized that the closest I ever came to looking in my father’s eyes was when I looked into my son’s eyes.
Eric ClaptonEric Clapton I get out, I get out of all your boxes. I get out, you can’t hold me in these chains. I’ll get out. Father free me from this bondage. Knowin’ my condition is the reason I must change
Lauryn HillLauryn Hill I’ve never had a sense of entitlement. I saw how hard my father worked for his money, and it was always made very clear to me that things wouldn’t just be given to me.
Ivanka TrumpIvanka Trump We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi
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