My father was the orphaned son of immigrants to the United States from Ireland. My father never knew his parents. His mother died - we're not sure - either at or shortly after his birth, and he and all of his siblings were placed in orphanages in the...
I don't want to lose my legs, you know. I don't want to be wheeled around in a wheelchair. I don't want to be attached to a catheter. I saw all that stuff happen to my father, and as much as it upset me because I loved my father so much, it also real...
Our Holy Father... is very clear that, of course, the teachings of the Church must be preserved and passed on. However, we need to do this in a way that the Holy Father says is creative. We need to do it in a way that we look for new strategies that ...
Father James Lavelle: I think there's too much talk about sins and not enough about virtues. Fiona Lavelle: What would be your number one? Father James Lavelle: I think forgiveness has been highly underrated.
Father James Lavelle: Do you use pornography at home? Milo Herlihy: I feel I've exhausted all the possibilities of pornography. Father James Lavelle: All of them? Milo Herlihy: Well, nearly all of them. I'm on to transexual pornography at the moment....
Sister Aloysius Beauvier: What happened in the rectory? Father Brendan Flynn: Happened? Nothing happened. I had a talk with a boy. Sister Aloysius Beauvier: About what? Father Brendan Flynn: Private matter. Sister Aloysius Beauvier: He's twelve years...
Michael Corleone: C'mon Frankie... my father did business with Hyman Roth, he respected Hyman Roth. Frank Pentangeli: Your father did business with Hyman Roth, he respected Hyman Roth... but he never *trusted* Hyman Roth!
Father Dominic Moran: [offering Sands a cigarette] Bit of a break from smokin' the Bible, eh? Bobby Sands: [agrees] Father Dominic Moran: Anyone work out which book is the best smoke? Bobby Sands: We only smoke the Lamentations. A right miserable cig...
Walter Donovan: Find the man and you'll find the Grail. Indiana Jones: You've got the wrong Jones, Mr. Donovan. Why don't you try my father? Walter Donovan: We already have. Your father is the man who has disappeared.
Pinocchio: Father, whatcha crying for? Geppetto: Because... you're dead, Pinocchio. Pinocchio: No! No, I'm not. Geppetto: Yes. Yes, you are. Now, lie down... Pinocchio: But father, I'm alive. See? [Looks at himself] Pinocchio: And... and I'm... I'm r...
Antonio Salieri: Leave me alone. Father Vogler: I cannot leave alone a soul in pain. Antonio Salieri: Do you know who I am? Father Vogler: It makes no difference. All men are equal in God's eyes. Antonio Salieri: [leans in mockingly] *Are* they?
But as my brother was doing his research for a book about my father, it became his opinion that the most influential anti-semitism my father encountered when he was growing up was from Jews, because his relatives were German Jews, and doctors.
Do not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world—the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride in possessions—is not from the Father b...
I was born singing. My father tells this story about when I was 3 weeks old, how I would rock in the crib and sing in the crib all night long. My crib would roll across the floor in the middle of the night. Finally, my father nailed its legs to the f...
My father was a doctor.
My father was a racetrack bookie.
My father was something of a rainbow-chaser.
Now the son whose father's existance in this world is historical and speculative even before the son has entered it in a bad way. All his life he carries before him the idol of a perfection to which he can never attain. The father dead has euchered h...
It was radicals like you and your father that hijacked your faith, hijacked a few planes, and made thousands of children orphans in a single day. You pretend my country beats you because you are poor, but you ignore that it was people of your faith t...
You could use a moth like that as a symbol in a novel, but it was trite, wasn’t it? The old moth-to-the-flame image had been used and used again. It was the stuff of amateur poetry. And she, having so little experience crafting a story, would be th...
Father Damien Karras: It's my mother, Tom. She's alone. I never should have left her. At least in New York, I'd be near, I'd be closer. Tom, President of University: Could see about a transfer, Damien. Father Damien Karras: I need re-assignment, Tom....
