Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
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Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn't.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Acceptance, tolerance, bravery, compassion. These are the things my mom taught me!
An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.
If I have done anything in life worth attention, I feel sure that I inherited the disposition from my mother.
[My mother] always said I was beautiful and I finally believed her at some point.
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.
Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own.
Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.
[Motherhood is] the biggest gamble in the world. It is the glorious life force. It's huge and scary-it's an act of infinite optimism.
It's a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful.
A mother has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
My mother is my root, my foundation. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind.
By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.
My favorite subject was recess. Fortunately for me, I had a mother who believed I was smart.
In 1971, Bossier City, Louisiana, there was a teenage girl who was pregnant with her second child. She was a high school dropout and a single mom, but somehow she managed to make a better life for herself and her children. She encouraged her kids to be creative, to work hard and to do something special. That girl is my mother and she's here tonight. And I just want to say, I love you, Mom. Thank you for teaching me to dream.
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