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My son, George, has been a bad, bad boy! Right, George?

Travellers, like poets, are mostly an angry race: by falling into a daily fit of passion, I proved to the governor and his son, who were profuse in their attentions, that I was in earnest.

Richard Francis Burton

Son

Passion

Poets

It's about avoiding reality through various escape routes that become addictions and lead to Hell. My character is addicted to television, chocolate, coffee, to her dream of her son, which has no basis in reality.

To me, it's a very moral film. If my son were a teenager now, I would drag him to see it.

I am not ashamed to say that I am the son of a washerwoman.

John Burns

Son

My son gave me the permission to accept my success.

Gary Burghoff

Success

Son

I think what I came through is great, but my son can take it to another level, not having to fight racism. His mother's a Norwegian and I'm mixed up four or five times, so he can face the world.

I think the best thing about being James Brown is looking at my little son. Hopefully I can make my son a role model to a lot of people.

I named my new son James Joseph Brown II. I think he's going to be a lot better than I was.

James Brown

Son

My son don't have to say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud. He don't have to be called those crazy names.

James Brown

Son

Names

It used to be that a son could look at the father, and pretty much know what life was gonna be like as an adult. There was confidence in that, and comfort in that, and frustration also.

If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.

My son writes songs and plays. He sings like an angel.

Edie Brickell

Son

Songs

I do not overlook the fact that the appearance of these new, free nations in the European political community not only celebrates the return of the prodigal son but also creates new sources of friction here and there.

Ethiopia didn't just blow my mind; it opened my mind. Anyway, on our last day at this orphanage a man handed me his baby and said, 'Would you take my son with you?' He knew, in Ireland, that his son would live, and that in Ethiopia, his son would die.