Quotes About Mother

A busy mother makes slothful daughters.

A mother knows what her child's gone through, even if she didn't see it herself.

Ibuku tinggal di sarang. Ini bukan rumah. Di negeri matahari ini, bahkan sinar matahari dia tidak kebagian!

Itulah dia, perempuan tua yang kau cari, wanita seperti ibumu, yang dilahirkan di pulau nenek-moyangnya, Jawa.

Katakan pada saya, Ibu, nama ibu yang sebenarnya. Kami datang untuk mengenali Ibu, untuk mengetahui keadaan Ibu, dan ingin membantu Ibu bila kami mampu dan berkesempatan melakukannya. Ingin berbuat sesuatu yang patut untuk Ibu, biarpun kami hanya tahanan, tidak punya kebebasan. Katakanlah nama Ibu, sebutkanlah.

Seorang ibu yang bijaksana dan berwibawa seperti Nyai memang dibutuhkan oleh setiap anak, dan dara cantik tiada bandingan dibutuhkan oleh setiap pemuda.

I learnt a whole lot from my mother. About music, relationships, being a good person, loving people, the whole of life. I learnt about everything from her. Every single day I think about her. All through the day.

Chain Of Pearls Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow. The stars have wrought their anklets of light to deck thy feet, but mine will hang upon thy breast. Wealth and fame come from thee and it is for thee to give or to withhold them. But this my sorrow is absolutely mine own, and when I bring it to thee as my offering thou rewardest me with thy grace.

Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keep one shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob one of the right of entrance to the great fair of common human life.

In the depth of night when no one is awake to arrest me—me, the least of all men—I will silently creep to my mother's arms and fall asleep, and may I never wake again!

The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, "I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.

At last, when no one else came, Mother Sleep soothed with her soft caresses the wounded heart of the motherless lad. Nilkanta

Mother, the tutor has come, and I have such a bad headache; couldn't I have no lessons to-day?" I hope no child of immature age will be allowed to read this story, and I sincerely trust it will not be used in text-books or primers for junior classes. For what I did was dreadfully bad, and I received no punishment whatever. On the contrary, my wickedness was crowned with success.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.

The marriage was already unhappy, however, the father's ferocity and the mother's intransigence being more than cosmetic. Theirs was a tremendous battle of wills, in which no one ever succeeded in separating the combatants; except, very briefly, when they died.

his mother had explained this anomaly to him by saying that the biological basis of parenthood was essentially antithetical to reason, and as such could be seen as a whole system of inverted logic.

It was human nature, his mother said, for people to wish cruelty on one another simply because they had been shown cruelty themselves: the repetition of behavioural forms was the curious panacea with which most people sought to relieve the suffering caused by precisely those same forms.

A woman at one of mother's parties once said to me, "Do you like reading?" which smote us all to silence, for how could one tell her that books are like having a bath or sleeping, or eating bread - absolute necessities which one never thinks of in terms of appreciation. And we all sat waiting for her to say that she had so little time for reading, before ruling her right out for ever and ever.

A woman at one of mother's parties once said to me, "Do you like reading?" which smote us all to silence, for how could one tell her that books are like having a bath or sleeping, or eating bread - absolute necessities which one never things of in terms of appreciation. And we all sat waiting for her to say that she had so little time for reading, before ruling her right out for ever and ever.

Mother was always the pleader for happiness.

she'd packed up her mother's life in boxes for storage

That's who my mom is. She's a listener and a doer. She's a woman driven by compassion, by faith, by a fierce sense of justice and a heart full of love. So, this November, I'm voting for a woman who is my role model, as a mother, and as an advocate. A woman who has spent her entire life fighting for families and children.

My mom has always been so generous and so sensitive and so vulnerable and yet exudes so much strength.

My first car was, as depicted in 'Sleepwalk with Me,' my mother's '92 Volvo station wagon that had 80,000 miles on it, and I had put 40,000 miles on it, so by the time it retired it had 120,000, and I basically killed it. It served me well, and my mechanic was always very angry with me because I just didn't properly care for it.