“A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. “

“The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new. “

“Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly.”

“A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.”

“A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. “

“A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.”

“A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make leaning unnecessary.”

“What the mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin.”

“The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.”

“Of all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a mother.”

“Over the years I have learned that motherhood is much like an austere religious order, the joining of which obligates one to relinquish all claims to personal possessions.”

“When I was a child, my mother said to me, ‘If you become a soldier, you’ll be a general. If you become a monk you’ll end up as the pope.’ Instead I became a painter and wound up as Picasso.”

“Men are what their mothers made them.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“There never was a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him asleep.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“The commonest fallacy among women is that simply having children makes one a mother—which is as absurd as believing that having a piano makes one a musician.”

“The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.”

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us when adversity takes the place of prosperity when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”

“A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, and the smile that lights on the first born babe, and assures it of a mother’s love.”

“Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown. In my heart it don’t mean a thing.”
— Toni Morrison



‘What’s THAT, dear?’
asked the new teacher.
‘It’s Mummy,’ I replied.

‘But mums aren’t green and orange!
You really haven’t TRIED.
You don’t just paint in SPLODGES
– You’re old enough to know
You need to THINK before you work…….
Now – have another go.’

She helped me draw two arms and legs,
A face with sickly smile,
A rounded body, dark brown hair,
A hat – and, in a while,
She stood back (with her face bright pink):
‘That’s SO much better – don’t you think?’

But she turned white
At ten to three
When an orange-green blob
Collected me.

‘Hi, Mum!’