A father carries pictures where his money used to be. ~Author Unknown
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional. ~Chili Davis
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time. ~Jean Paul Richter
Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown. ~Author Unknown
Middle age is having a choice between two temptations and choosing the one that'll get you home earlier. ~Dan Bennett
Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if Dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son how best to crash through it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle. ~Bob Hope
Middle age is having a choice between two temptations and choosing the one that'll get you home earlier. ~Dan Bennett

One father is more than a hundred Schoolemasters. ~George Herbert, Outlandish Proverbs, 1640

Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year: The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again. ~Menachem Mendel Schneerson
One father is more than a hundred Schoolemasters. ~George Herbert, Outlandish Proverbs, 1640
The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age. ~Lucille Ball

Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father! ~Lydia M. Child, Philothea: A Romance, 1836
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