| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Father |
| | | Oh, who would be a father! Holcroft. | 1 |
| No one ever knew his own father. Buckley. | 2 |
| It is a wise father that knows his own child. Shakespeare. | 3 |
| The child is father of the man. Wordsworth. | 4 |
| | Father of all! in every age |
| In every clime adored, |
| By saint, by savage, and by sage, |
| Jehovah, Jove, or Lord. |
Pope. | 5 |
| | To you your father should be as a god; |
| One that compos’d your beauties; yea, and one, |
| To whom you are but as a form in wax, |
| By him imprinted, and within his power, |
| To leave the figure, or disfigure it. |
Shakespeare. | 6 |
| | Fathers that wear rags do make their children blind: |
| But fathers that bear bags shall see their children kind. |
Shakespeare. | 7 | | |
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