Quotes About Mother

The one thing I never questioned about my mother was whether she loved me.

My mother was the biggest influence on me, without question.

It felt like it disrupted my rhythm in growing up. But I will say that I'm really grateful for [my mother's] own personal transition.

But the Night Mother is mother to all! It is her voice we follow! Her will! Would you dare risk disobedience? And surely... punishment?

I always felt like an outsider growing up. In school, I felt like I never fit in. But it didn't help when my mother, instead of buying me glue for school projects, would tell me to just use rice.

Yippee. I've been promoted from fire lighter to delivery boy. I'll write a letter home to Mother. She'll be so pleased." --Leif

I'm your mother. I see all. Hear all. Know all.

I learned a great lesson from my mother on her deathbed. She counseled me on the importance of taking care of myself so I wouldn't end up in an unhealthy body like she did.

Listen - man is a child of Nature. When he turns against his mother - he's done! He may not find out about it right away, but he will.

I wasn't paraded around for sale at all. My mother wasn't into that.

I think my mother was always worried about me when she was alive.

Listen.. to your motor-mouth mother..... Lovely Minato said

While some mothers sing lullabies to their children, my mother read me poetry. And to this day, I associate my strongest and most insistent feelings with words lyrically organized on a page.

My mother wanted to shrink from my clinging, but did not.

Hatred of the mother is familiar, but the mother's hatred still comes as a surprise.

I think my mother would be very happy if I found a nice Welsh girl.

I call Sally Field 'America's Mother!' She is incredible to watch.

My mother was very protective of her four boys.

Boredom, not the will, is the mother of change. Necessity is the father.

A pause while my mother made high-pitched sisterly devotions of gratitude.

My mother raised me, and then freed me.

A mother is a story with no beginning. That is what defines her.

Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.

A mother, after all, is your entry into the world. She is the shell in which you divide and become a life. Waking up in a world without her is like waking up in a world without sky: unimaginable.