Well, I was about six or seven, and my mother and father separated.

A king, realizing his incompetence, can either delegate or abdicate his duties. A father can do neither. If only sons could see the paradox, they would understand the dilemma.

I was raised in New York City and raised in the New York City theater world. My father was a theater director and an acting teacher, and it was not uncommon for me to have long discussions about the method and what the various different processes were to finding a character and exploring character and realizing that character.

There is no good father who would want to resemble our Heavenly Father.

The God of the Christians is a father who makes much of his apples, and very little of his children.

I grew up in an abusive home and was told on a daily basis by my father that I would never amount to anything and that I looked like a boy.

My father leaving the family shaped who I was and how I looked at the world. By the same token, my father telling me fairy tales that he had made up shaped me profoundly, too.

The son has always felt like he was a footnote in one of the stories the father tells. The father is an amazing storyteller and one of the tales that he tells is how he met his wife.

In this movie, you have all the things you love from Tim. All the magic and the whimsy and the surreal, but he also has a fantastic story of a father and son that really gets under your skin.

I would also like to thank my father who discouraged me from playing the violin at an early age.

I tried to stick to my game plan, which was always being aware of what my A story was - the love story between a father and his son, and that son and his daughter.

Then my mother was taken ill and died and my father took me to St. Mary's.

Then is when I decided to take it to Archie to see if they could do it as a comic book. I showed it to Richard Goldwater, and he showed it to his father, and a day or two later I got the OK to do it as a comic book.

What made me want to go into doing comics was I was working as a laborer with my father, a gardener.

I wasn't anything special as a father. But I loved them and they knew it.