What thumbsuckers we all are...when it comes to mothers.
My mother got pregnant with me at the age of fifteen. This was '64, and unheard of at that time.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.
My natural mother died one month after I was born, apparently due to giving birth at an advanced age.
I read therefore I write.
Pride is the mother of arrogance.
It was a musty sweet smell. "Is this plague city?
Conscience is a mother-in-law whose visit never ends.
My mother set us to an activity and let us be.
What's weird is having your mother fly in on an aeroplane with your face on the side of it.
Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.
I was so ugly my mother used to feed me with a sling shot.
Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story.
E@t ur food a$ ur medicine$,otherwise u hav 2 e@t medicine$ a$ ur food".
My mother was Canadian, so you never knew what she was thinking.
I'm relentless. My mother says I could sell ice to the Eskimos.
I was very close to my mother as the youngest of three. She was my playmate.
My mother, sister and I watched through the windows as my father gambled.
Leisure is the Mother of Philosophy.
My mother and father were interested in the arts.
My mother was and will always remain my greatest hero.
