Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.

I did not raise my son, Sam, to celebrate Mother’s Day. I didn’t want him to feel some obligation to buy me pricey lunches or flowers, some annual display of gratitude that you have to...

There is a fundamental situation in which the country has reached rock bottom, that a mother can’t send her children out of the house in the morning. The country has reached rock bottom and this...

But kids don’t stay with you if you do it right. It’s the one job where, the better you are, the more surely you won’t be needed in the long run.

Motherhood is a blissful chain…I have a mother – my precious gift…I am a mother – the best of my kind!

My father was a tailor, my mother a machinist.

I thought boxes were the best toy. When my parents got a new car, I ran to my mother and said, ‘Did it come in a box?’

My mother went to university, my father didn’t. But they are very educated, very wise people. My father went to the military, so he’s worldly.

What does it say?” asked my lord.”It says, `Good-night, God keep you all the night!’–just what she used to say when we were together. Every night she used to say that to me, and every...

A mother never realizes that her children are no longer children.

After my mother died, I found, a little book of hers which recorded everything I had ever done, how I had done it, and how proud she was of her son Conrad.

I had spent my childhood and the better part of my early adulthood trying to understand my mother. She had been an extraordinarily difficult person, spiteful and full of rage, with a temper that could...

By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.

The singers make much of kings who valiantly die in battle, but your life is worth more than a sword. To me at least, who gave it to you.

I was a single mother when my child was little.

Who thinks to interview their own mother? As a self-fixated teen, I never imagined that she had an actual personal history. To my young eyes, she was Source of Cash Obsessed With De-Cluttering

I think maintaining relationships with my friends, my mother, my manager, they’re all important.

When a song came on the radio that I wanted to learn, my mother would quickly write down the lyrics for me. Soon after, I would be singing it.

As a child, the person I admired most in the world was Lana Turner! She seemed the epitome of glamour, and her glitzy surroundings so enviable, the opposite of my mother’s extremely banal taste.

If I do a movie where I have to have a son and it’s a chubby kid, my mother is always like, ‘You were never like that.’ She gets so upset about it.

My mother, whose family was heavily rabbinic, said she wanted me to continue the family tradition in the rabbinate. My father said he wanted me to be a scholar of the Talmud, but he wanted...

My mother is a strong, wonderful woman. I could never be anything she didn’t want me to be.

Your mother holds you skin on skin and when you enter this world, feeds you with her own body; skin on skin. Your father runs his fingers over your tear stained cheek, presses his lips...

His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch’s dreams, and his mother was just another one of them

Cancer affects all of us, whether you’re a daughter, mother, sister, friend, coworker, doctor, patient.

When I was younger, I didn’t have the finer things in life. It was around me – the cars, the jewelry and all of that. But I didn’t have it. So I did bad things...

During my grief, I realised there was nothing I could do for my mother, but I did have a child.

I have an incredible role model in my mom. She was a single mother raising two kids in New York.

The strongest shoulders are not the well-built shoulders of a weight lifter who carries iron dumbbells, but they are of a mother’s weak shoulders which carry three children!

Everybody’s looking for the niche to make the difference. Some people think they see the mother lode in the beautiful people, especially the vote of the beautiful women.

One of the few times I saw my mother cry was when Lennon died, and the other time was when Elvis died.

I see a lot of damage to Mother Earth. I see water being taken from creeks where water belongs to animals, not to oil companies.

There are many things for which I owe gratitude to my dad. Most of all, I am grateful to the only man who could love my mother more than me.

The best piece of advice that my mother gave me is to never have a plan B. She told me to stick to plan A because if you have a plan B you will inevitably...

Behind every successful man is a woman but few of us realize that behind most successful women is a man too; her father.

When did my house turn into a hangout for every grossly overpaid, terminally pampered professional football player in northern Illinois?””We like it here,” Jason said. “It reminds us of home.””Plus, no women around.” Leandro Collins,...

She was perfect. I knew this the moment she emerged from my body, white and wet and wailing. Beyond the requisite ten fingers and ten toes, the beating heart, the lungs inhaling and exhaling oxygen,...

I love the classic crooners, but I got that from my mother – she worked in a record store.

I tried to get my mother to move in with me, but she wanted to stay in her own home. When my mother died, my sister came down with cancer and I had to care...

To your parents you are still that innocent baby, and sometimes even you will need your father’s hand and your mother’s lap.

My mother’s eyes were large and brown, like my son’s, but unlike Sam’s, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can’t quite find the flower but keeps jabbing around.

What she did have, after raising two children, was the equivalent of a PhD in mothering and my undying respect.

I like it when my mother smiles. And I especially like it when I make her smile.

A mother has the best of all smiles; she is a wonderful friend, lover and adviser.

Pain cannot be ignored. However, it can be endured. When necessary, a great deal of pain can be endured. Just ask my mother.

I am not a pregnant working mother wronged.

I remember my childhood as a horrible time. My mother says that nothing so horrible ever happened to me as the things that I remember.

She stood in the mirror portrait very near Margaret, close next to her, good as a mother or a friend.

It hadn’t occurred to me that my mother would die. Until she was dying, the thought had never entered my mind. She was monolithic and insurmountable, the keeper of my life. She would grow old...

A good mother… when you CRY, she CARRIES you; when you are HUNGRY, she will HURRY to feed you; when you are about to SLEEP, she SINGS for you! Long live good mothers! Thank you...