I won't lie to you, fatherhood isn't easy like motherhood.

Without TV, it's hard to know when one day ends and another begins.

[I]t is the wine that leads me on, the wild wine that sets the wisest man to sing at the top of his lungs, laugh like a fool – it drives the man to dancing... it even tempts him to blurt out stories better never told.

There is a fullness of all things, even of sleep and love.

We're goin bowling. If we don't come back, avenge our deaths.

So, the gods don't hand out all their gifts at once, not build and brains and flowing speech to all. One man may fail to impress us with his looks but a god can crown his words with beauty, charm, and men look on with delight when he speaks out. Never faltering, filled with winning self-control, he shines forth at assembly grounds and people gaze at him like a god when he walks through the streets. Another man may look like a deathless one on high but there's not a bit of grace to crown his words. Just like you, my fine, handsome friend.

It behooves a father to be blameless if he expects his child to be.