Quotes About Motherhood

Kako li tek svijet zbunjuje novoro?en?e, koje za prizore pred svojim o?ima nema imena, a ni pojam o imenima. Ista je pretpostavljala da dijete po?ne od maj?inog lica i njedara i otuda nastavlja dalje - i da nakon cijelog životnog vijeka još ima što nau?iti.

Leif had a heart of courage. Whenever someone spoke of his steady ways, Bree glanced at Thjodhild. As proud as any mother, she seemed to tuck the words away in her heart.

While motherhood may indeed require a woman who says 'yes', grandmotherhood does not.

My mother's capacity for happiness was a small soup bone salting a large pot.

I watched my friend Eleanor give birth, she said. Once you've seen a child born, you realize a baby's not much more than a reconstituted ham and cheese sandwich. Just a little anagram of you and what you've been eating for nine months.

But I was not especially skilled at minding children for long spells; I grew bored, perhaps like my own mother. After I spent too much time playing their games, my mind grew peckish and longed to lose itself in some book I had in my backpack. I was ever hopeful of early bedtimes and long naps.

From Charades: when she was younger she was a frustrated mother, so she is pleased when her children act as is they don't remember

She knew that the world was not created to speak just to her, and yet, as with her son, sometimes things did.

She looked matters in the face and did something about them, and my mother had been such a woman, and Lila even more so.

the love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.

The clocks were striking midnight and the rooms were very still as a figure glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlid here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look long and tenderly at each unconscious face, to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed, and to pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter.

for no matter how lost and soiled and worn-out wandering sons may be, mothers can forgive and forget every thing as they fold them into their fostering arms. Happy the son whose faith in his mother remains unchanged, and who, through all his wanderings, has kept some filial token to repay her brave and tender love.

she rejoiced as only mothers can in the good fortunes of their children.

My Jo, you may say anything to your mother, for it is my greatest happiness and pride to feel that my girls confide in me and know how much I love them.

I wanted to show that the mother was the heroine as soon as possible. I'm tired of love-sick girls and runaway wives. We'll prove that there's romance in old women also.

They always looked back before turning the corner, for their mother was always at the window to nod and smile, and wave her hand to them. Somehow it seemed as if they couldn't have got through the day without that, for whatever their mood might be, the last glimpse of that motherly face was sure to affect them like sunshine.

Ah, Jo, mothers may differ in their management, but the hope is the same in all – the desire to see their children happy." 'She began to see that character is a better possession than money, rank, intellect, or beauty…

I sell my children, and though they feed me, they don't love me as hers do.

There are things that mothers can manage best when they do their duty.

It was easier to try for your sakes than for my own; a startled or surprised look from one of you when I spoke sharply rebuked me more than any words could have done; and the love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.

Tell me how you do it, Marmee dear. My good mother used to help me... As you do us... interrupted Jo, with a grateful kiss. But I lost her when I was a little older than you are

They always looked back before turning the corner, for their mother was always at the window to nod and smile, and wave her hand to them. Somehow it seemed as if they couldn't have got through the ay without that, for whatever their mood might be, the last glimpse of that motherly face was sure to affect them like sunshine.

Yours, Mother? Why, you are never angry!" "I've been trying to cure it for forty years, and have only succeeded in controlling it. I am angry nearly every day of my life, Jo, but I have learned not to show it, and I still hope to learn not to feel it, though it may take me another forty years to do so.

They always looked back before turning the corner, for their mother was always at the window to nod and smile, and wave her hand to them. Somehow it seemed as if they couldn't have got through the day without that, for whatever their mood might be, the last glimpse of that motherly face was sure to affect them like sunshine.