My mother is a poem that I could never write for she deserves multitudes; all of praise.

I have family in Italy that my mother keeps in contact with, but I don’t because I don’t speak Italian.

He had written my mother once that he wanted her to be the first thing he saw every morning and the last thing he ever saw. And that’s how it turned out.

My neighborhood was rough, but I live a great life now. I don’t fight that much now. I don’t look for it anyway, but if someone hits your mother, whether you’re a star, an accountant,...

Mother had to support herself at age 18 because it was during the depression and when my grandfather lost the farm and there was no place for her; she worked as an assistant to a...

The sciences are not sectarian. People do not persecute each other on account of disagreements in mathematics. Families are not divided about botany, and astronomy does not even tend to make a man hate his...

If you are a nurturing mother, and a good one, you can go to play groups, sit on the floor and play all the games, and have tea with the other mothers, but wouldn’t you...

I loved my mother too,’ I said. ‘I still do. That’s the thing – it never goes away, even if the person does.

People who lost their mother should be careful about committing crime, because probably no one else is praying to save you.

My mother and dad objected strenuously to me playing in the honky-tonks and they never thought I’d amount to anything.

If you can’t be in awe of Mother Nature, there’s something wrong with you.

Probably there is nothing in human nature more resonant with charges than the flow of energy between two biologically alike bodies, one of which has lain in amniotic bliss inside the other, one of which...

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It’s funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with...

No one will ever love me that much again.

If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do well matters very much.

All remember about my mother,” Nibs told them, “is that she often said to my father, ‘Oh, how I wish I had a cheque-book of my own!’ I don’t know what a cheque-book is, but...

My mother passed when I was in the third grade, my father when I was in the seventh, and that’s when I was shipped to Los Angeles to live with an aunt.

There were definitely bands and musicians I liked that drove my mother insane. I probably liked them all the more for it! Bjork drove my mom nuts. What I listened to was actually pretty mom-friendly...

My mother is my teacherHer words make me richerI thank you oh my motherMay you grow and live longer!

I have always loved animals, and as a child, I read a lot of horse books. I had a particular favorite called ‘Silver Snaffles’ that my mother gave away.

I’m as efficient as a fish ant, I’m as mythical as a productive government employee, and I’m the kind of lover your mother would approve of. Ask her—she’ll tell you how good I am in...

My name is Monika Ora Moniker, but you can call me MOM. Or dad will do just fine.

Leave your mark on the world by leaving behind a child who grows up to love and serve the Lord.

When my mother did fittings for her clients, I was hiding, looking at these beautiful ladies try on these fantastic clothes. I was dreaming as a small child to try these clothes on myself.

A wave would hit and the pup went under. The mother pushed it up with her nose, and then another wave would hit. After the sixth or seventh wave, the pup didn’t come up.

I’m so blessed to have the relationship that I do with my mother. She said that the thing she was happiest about this year is that she’s alive. It makes you realize how many people...

My mother tells this story that when I first went to school, I thought I was going to help the teachers. I didn’t realise I was going to get educated.

And you, Mom. I loved you. You’ve asked if i felt and understood that you loved me. of course I did. And you know this. I loved your love because it kept me safe and...

Since the calf doesn’t breathe in the uterus, it is totally dependent on the oxygenated blood from the mother. It was the lack of oxygenated blood that caused the death.

My Mother – AmmaHer touch was my solace,Her smile did encourage,Her love was my strength,Her stare, I fully decant,Her care was my power,Her joy was my shower,Her anger corrected my path,Her laughter filled my heart,Her...

It gave her a sudden sense that it was now her turn to grow old, to find the world changing, sliding away from the old ways of being and behaving, so that you were gradually...

Happy Mother’s day …. Its mothering Sunday in England and I just wanted to take a min to honor all the mothers out there, Well done. It doesn’t matter if you doing it alone, or...

Mother was,’ June thought, ‘a beautiful little ornament that was damaged.’ Her broken edges cut her daughters in ways both emotional and physical, and only sharpened with age.

My father is a retired army captain and banking software salesman, and my mother is an English teacher.

It is probably true that I would not have had as many children or mothers in my books without being a mother with children. It is definitely true that I would not have written about...

My mother was a master juggler. If you ask her, she’ll say she was a wreck. There’s plenty of screaming that went on in the house, but I think it was necessary just to be...

Listen kid, it’s just you and me now, so let’s help each other out. Always be honest with me, and show me how to be the mother and father I never had. I’ll make a...

Instantaneous and mass communication is the mother of mass naivety. Should we then lose hope? Is there any hope? But to lose hope is as dangerous as to nurture false hope. Where then can we...

The morning was brisk and the coffee was hot and roasted with little gurgles in the room. Rosie hadn’t moved, but she let out a tiny snore every now and again that made everything perfect.

liberating” moms by trying tomake them join the workforce. They’re already doing the job that God putthem here to do: Everything.

Mum always says the right thing. She always makes everything better.

Do you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I had had a chance to meet him. To see his toothless...

Basically, my parents messed up because it was the Sixties, and they both had affairs, but they had a great love for each other. I saw that when my father flew over from Los Angeles...

There is something about losing your mother that is permanent and inexpressable – a wound that will never quite heal.

She must love me, to worry about me. She must still be capable of love.

By the grace of God, my parents were fantastic. We were a very normal family, and we have had a very middle-class Indian upbringing. We were never made to realise who we were or that...

What made more sense was that the bargain she was bound to was to go on living as she had been doing. The bargain was already in force. Days and years and feelings much the...

I was a child, and my mother was psychotic. She loved me, but I didn’t really feel I had a mother. And when you live with somebody who is paranoid and thinks you’re trying to...

My mother told me not to listen to anyone. She had been told that she wouldn’t be able to teach and she did.

It lasted just a moment, whatever that is. One held breath? An ant’s afternoon? It was brief, I can promise that much, for although it’s been many years now since my children ruled my life,...