Quotes About Mother

There were letters for her at the bureau-one from her brother, full of athletics and biology; one from her mother, delightful as only mother's letters could be. She had read in it of the crocuses which had been bought for yellow and were coming up puce, of the new parlour-maid, who had watered the ferns with essence of lemonade...

No, mother; no. She was really keen on Italy. This travel is quite a crisis for her." He found the situation full of whimsical romance: there was something half attractive, half repellent in the thought of this vulgar woman journeying to places he loved and revered. Why should she not be transfigured? The same had happened to the Goths.

With his head on the fender and all his limbs relaxed, he felt almost as safe as he felt once when his mother killed a ghost in the passage by carrying him through it in her arms. There was no ghost now; he was frightened at reality; he was frightened at the splendors and horrors of the world.

Mother, who toom?

If someone creates a Nobel Prize for Unsung Hero, my nominee will be the divorced single mother

Grace,' my mother tries, just before my frozen hot chocolate comes. I don't answer her. Later, while she's waiting for her credit card back from the waitress, she says, 'I'm sorry.

Tanr? bizi sevmese bile cesur bir anne bize yetebilirdi...

Because I feel that in the heavens above The angels, whispering one to another, Can find among their burning tears of love, None so devotional as that of "Mother," Therefore, by that dear name I have long called you, You who are more than mother unto me.

Children should be seen and not heard,' my mother contributed grimly, ganging up on me. That was the worst part, having her join the enemy. I knew it was her idea of diplomacy, and that it probably stemmed from cowardice, but to me it was simple betrayal, selling out her own child for the sake of peace.

The Misses Bale don't like it a bit, but I say to them, "Titty," I say -or as it may be, "Tatty" – their names are Titania and Tatiana -that awful mother of theirs –

For all that nature by her mother witCould frame in earth.

You will see such webs on the wet grass, maybe, As a pixie-mother weaves for her baby, You will find such flame at the wave's weedy ebb As flashes in the meshes of a mer-mother's web, But there comes to birth no common spawn From the love of a priest for a leprechaun, And you never have seen and you never will see Such things as the things that swaddled me!

What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? Teethed on a crucifix and cradled under water, What should I be but the fiend's god-daugther?

When the image of her comes up on a sudden—just as my bad demons do—and I see again her dyed henna hair, the eyes dwarfed by the electric lights in the Star Lady Barber Shop, and the dear, broken wing of her mouth, and when I regard her wild tatters, I know that not even Solomon in his lilied raiment was so glorious as my mother in her rags. Selah.

No painter's brush, nor poet's pen In justice to her fame Has ever reached half high enough To write a mother's name.

A mother's heart is a patchwork of love.

I sing of a maidenThat is makeless;King of all kingsTo her son she ches.

And though she's not really illThere's a little yellow pillShe goes running for the shelterOf a mother's little helperAnd it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day.

Mother, may I go out to swim?Yes, my darling daughter:Hang your clothes on a hickory limbAnd don't go near the water.

A daughter is a mother's gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self.

...a little child, born yesterday, A thing on mother's milk and kisses fed...

Mothers are those wonderful people who can get up in the morning before the smell of coffee.

Mom, when thoughts of you are in our hearts, we are never far from home.

Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.