There are people and nations, Mother, that I would like to say to you by name. I entrust them to you in silence, I entrust them to you in the way that you know best.
My dream was to play football for the Oakland Raiders. But my mother thought I would get hurt playing football, so she chose baseball for me. I guess moms do know best.
In the end, Mothers are always right. No one else tells the truth.
But a mother-son relationship is not a coequal one, is it? He is lonely with only you just as you are lonely with only him.
My mother always says that love is like a snakebite, a venom slowly spreading through your veins
As for our garments, my Mother did not only delight to see us neat and cleanly, fine and gay, but rich and costly: maintaining us to the heighth of her estate, but not beyond it.
Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.
My mother was a Northern woman, daughter of Hon. John Sergeant, a distinguished lawyer, and for many years representative in Congress from Philadelphia.
All fatherhood is very important because single mothers shouldn't have to raise sons or daughters; they need that help.
What's done is done. You've got to move on. I don't want to say anything bad about the mother of my children.
Sarah will talk to me about someone and I don't know who she's talking about, but if she talks to my mother, the two of them will know exactly - and across several generations, too.
To Southerners like my mother, 'Gone With the Wind' was not just a book; it was an answer, a clenched fist raised to the North, an anthem of defiance.
My mother passed away of complications of dementia. As you get older, it really makes you realize how many people are touched by this disease.
My mother-in-law was with me during all four of my births and when she was sitting next to me holding my hand during the cesareans, well, I craved that.
When my mother talked about her brother, there was this light in her eyes. I thought, 'This is the basis of a novel.'
No man can protect you like your father, No women can love you like your mother.
I've sort of made up my mind that I have to do my career and I have to be a mother. These are my two responsibilities; of course the baby comes first.
It went automatically to a heavy-weight mother with beetling eyebrows who looked as if she had just come from doing a spot of knitting at the foot of the guillotine.
As an artist, I want to interpret my feelings - not run across the street and ask what my mother thinks.
How can there be so many mothers in the world but so little sense of what it might be to become one?
I remain fascinated by where you go as a woman once you are a mother, and if you ever come back.
