Novel & Cerita Father-son Quotes

Ang ganda talaga ng kapatid ko. "Beautiful. Like mother like daughter." Nakangiti kong sabi. Nginitian naman nila ako. "How about me, my Son?" nakangiting tanong ni Dad. "Syempre, so handsome. Like father like Son. But I'm more than handsome, Dad." Nakangiti kong sabi.

Wala naman na siguro kaming dapat na pag-usapan tungkol sa bata. “Dad is such a clown isn’t he?” Idinaan ko na lamang sa biro at mahinang pagtawa ang nangyari. Kinuha ko na ang pagkakataong iyon na umayos ng pagkakaupo at sandaling yumuko upang ayusin ang nalihis kong kumot. I was busy nang bigla siyang sumagot, “Y-Your dad is right somehow, your son needs a father…”

“I won’t stop supporting and loving you. You’re worth it on me. I’m always there for you… For me, you’re the best son I ever had. May they can say your useless and unimportant but they can’t prove it. Trust me, Apo. Sa mata man ng tunay mong ama wala kang kwenta… Sa magiging mga anak mo magiging mabuti kang Ama.” Na alala ko ang palagi niyang sinasabi sa akin. Bagay na tumatak sa puso at isipan ko. Hangang ngayon hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na wala na siya at sa mismong araw na ito ang isang taon na siyang nagpapahingga. “You’re the best grandpa I ever had. For me, you’re the real definition of father…” Hinaplos ko ang lapida.

Napakuyom siya ng kaniyang kamao at gustong-gusto ng patayin ang demonyong lalaki na papalapit sa kaniya "Son, I told you already. You'll be like me in the future. Might as well get a lesson from what you've seen today," his Father who was wearing a sinister smirk muttered in a proud tone. Gusto niyang masuka nang sabihin iyon ng Ama. His Father went closer to his ten year old self and patted his shoulder.

It's like he's too busy trying to get answers from me. Siguro naninibago rin siya na cold ako. I was too busy thinking about Serena's word. It's playing in my head like a fucked up villain. Staining and ruining me in any ways possible. Hindi ko na lang siya pinatulan kahit panay ang tingin at ngiti niya sa akin. Ayaw kong ipahalata na apektado ako Heck, I won't give her that satisfaction. "My son is a great person... A good son. I couldn't ask for more." My father started.

But of course, I would never give in to my emotion that despite how proud I am for what he became especially when talking about career wise, hindi ko pa rin pwedeng pakawalan na lang ang galit na tinatago ko sa nakalipas. "My mom respects you, I respect you. Mula noon hanggang ngayon, siguro naman hindi lingid sa iyo na hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin pinakasalan ng daddy si Mommy and it's all because of you! You and your damn pride!" "Stop." I said coldly that my father's gaze turned on me. "You don't know a thing about me, you don't know a damn thing about the past. You shut up before--"

Something important. After a while, I decided to test the waters. "So... Ash..." I said, leaning forward a little. "Do you ever... talk about your family? I mean, you've mentioned your dad before, but I don't know much about him." I could see the slight tension in his shoulders as soon as I mentioned his father. Ash leaned back in his chair, eyes drifting to the window. I could tell he was trying to figure out how to answer, or if he even wanted to answer. He finally let out a sigh, his voice soft but firm. "My father... He's never been the kind of man you can have a real conversation with. He's... complicated. He's always been about business, about his legacy. And honestly, I've spent so mu

Mario had always believed that a father’s role wasn’t just to provide but to guide, and at that moment, he wanted his son to know that, in his eyes, he had already become someone worth admiring. Marcus felt his chest tighten, warmth spreading through him as he absorbed his father’s words. They were simple, yet they carried an immense weight, settling deep in his heart. He knew that even as the years passed, no matter how difficult the road ahead would be, he would always hold onto this moment. He would remember the steady timbre of his father’s voice, the sincerity in his mother’s touch, and most of all, the way Mario had looked at him—full of belief, full of love. It was a look that told hi

Can you do that Dad? Sabi nito kaya agad akong tumango saka sumagot. "Of course son, I will do it, i promise," sabi ko dito. Ngumiti ito bago nag salita muli. "Do it Dad, don't just talk. Because it's easy to lose if you don't do it without doubt."

“Are we here to talk the past?” “And now, you grow up brave and strong. Confidently sitting against mine, unbothered with your bleeding palm. You even walk in the corridor like that. You’ve change a lot. Some people say, A brave son become a fearless man after losing a father. How does it feel, son?” Kumuyom ang kamay ni LV at pinukol ng masamang tingin si Fernando. “I'm not your son, so, don't fucking call me son! You are nothing compare to my father.”