Envy, my son, wears herself away, and droops like a lamb under the influence of the evil eye.
Dependence is not patriotism. A man does not love his mother if he hangs about her to the point of burdening her with a weak, feckless son.
The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother’s always a Democrat.
I’m so blessed to have such enlightened parents. It must have been very hard to watch their able-bodied son lock himself up in his old room for most of his 20s.
My son was killed in 2004. I am not paying my taxes for 2004. You killed my son, George Bush, and I don’t owe you a penny.
A child is owed the greatest respect; if you have ever have something disgraceful in mind, don’t ignore your son’s tender years.
I have a son, who is my heart. A wonderful young man, daring and loving and strong and kind.
My mother took great relish in introducing me as ‘This is my son – he’s a doctor but not the kind that helps people.’
Our Heavenly Father loves us. He sent His Only Begotten Son to be our Savior. He knew that in mortality we would be in grave danger, the worst of it from the temptations of a terrible adversary. That is one of the reasons why the Savior has provided priesthood keys so that those with ears to hear and faith to obey could go to places of safety.
We are spirit children of a loving Heavenly Father who placed us in mortality to see if we would choose – freely choose – to keep His commandments and come unto His Beloved Son. They do not compel us. They cannot, for that would interfere with the plan of happiness. And so there is in us a God-given desire to be responsible for our own choices.