Quotes
Quotes about Mother
The inhabitants of the villages ceased, they ceased in Israel, until that I Deborah arose, that I arose a mother in Israel.
[Milton] calls the university "A stony-hearted step-mother."
A mother is a mother still, The holiest thing alive.
The mother says to her daughter: Daughter bid thy daughter, to her daughter, that her daughter's daughter is crying. [Lat., Mater ait natae die natae filia natum Ut moneat natae plangere filiolam.]
There is none, In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter."
If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
A woman's love Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak, And by its weakness overcomes.
Fostering mother. [Lat., Alma mater.]
That it should come to this, But two months dead, nay, not so much, not two, So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth, Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on, and yet within a month-- Let me not think on't; frailty, thy name is woman-- A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father's body Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she-- O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason Would have mourned longer--married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules.
The pretty and sweet manner of it forced Those waters from me which I would have stopped; But I had not so much of man in me, And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears.
And say to mothers what a holy charge Is theirs--with what a kingly power their love Might rule the fountains of the new-born mind.
Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well/ My mother.
Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him, and though he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay.
Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of children.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That is his.
A mother understands what a child does not say.
Mothers are the most instinctive philosophers.
This is the reason why mothers are more devoted to their children than fathers: it is that they suffer more in giving them birth and are more certain that they are their own.
My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.
A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That is his.
A mother who is really a mother is never free.
Art imitates nature, and necessity is the mother of invention.
Necessity is the mother of invention, it is trueâbut it's father is creativity, and knowledge is the midwife.
