Clarence Budington Kelland famous quotes

Last updated: Sep 5, 2024

My father didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
-- Clarence Budington Kelland

#Fathers Day #Dad #Loss
I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
-- Clarence Budington Kelland

#Morning #Writing #Typewriters
Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if Dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son how best to crash through it.
-- Clarence Budington Kelland

#Gratitude #Jobs #Children
The duty of a toastmaster is to be so dull that the succeeding speakers will appear brilliant by contrast.
-- Clarence Budington Kelland

#Dull #Succeed #Brilliant

I don't know who my grandfather was; I am much more concerned to know what his grandson will be.
If the new American father feels bewildered and even defeated, let him take comfort from the fact that whatever he does in any fathering situation has a fifty percent chance of being right.
My dad is a chemical engineer, and my mom was a teacher. They were pretty serious about education, but I always thought about things a little bit differently.
When you have kids, you instantly feel that you do not want to do them wrong. Those dads that go off to Florida and start a new life, I couldn't imagine that: seeing my kid once every Christmas, every three years. If I'm gone for six days it feels like too much.
I went to the Hall of Fame with my dad. I can't say I really remember too much about it.
My grandfather is the king, my Dad's the prince, I guess that makes me the butler.
What I want to be best at is being a dad. There's no room for sucky dads, and that's another thing I'm proud of my bandmates for - they're all really good parents.
Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o'er all the Powers of Sound.
The loss of illusions and the discovery of identity, though painful at first, can be ultimately exhilarating and strengthening.
A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas. As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of whirlwinds swirling in oneâ€™s mind, one thinks of a way out, or a way in: out of the scorching bosom of a volcano, and in â€“ into the centre of a raging hurricane. And tracing the labyrinthine ways of your mind, the haphazard vagaries of your thoughts at ease, the odds and ends of your mental surplus you carelessly throw at the world, one wants to be at a loss, in a maze; amazed, and amazingly unabashed.

Clarence Budington Kelland famous quotes

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