Richer than I you can never be, I had a mother who read to me. — Strickland Gillilan Copy Share Image
Children are a bridge to Heaven. OR Heaven is under feet of mothers. — Persian Proverb Copy Share Image
My Mom teach me to cuss, fight, to be strong, she turn me into a leader, she is my biggest critic and… — Glen Rambharack Copy Share Image
I cannot forget my mother. [S]he is my bridge. When I needed to get across, she steadied herself long enough for me… — Renita J. Weems Copy Share Image
A mother's love is something that no one can explain — It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain.… — Helen Steiner Rice Copy Share Image
My Mom teach me to cuss, fight &to be strong. She turn me into a leader. She is my biggest critic and… — Glen Rambharack Copy Share Image
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that supposed to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
If I have done anything in life worth attention, I feel sure that I inherited the disposition from my mother. — Booker T. Washington Copy Share Image
A mothers love is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking. And it will not fails or falter even though the… — J Czhang Copy Share Image
When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to… — Nancy Friday Copy Share Image
Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My mother had a slender, small body, but a large heart-a heart so large that everybody's joys found welcome in it, and… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
A father may turn his back on his child, … . but a mother's love endures through all. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother's love. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
The greater love is a mother's; then comes a dog's; then a sweetheart's. — Polish Proverb Copy Share Image