Mother Quote by Catherynne M. Valente Download Open image ““A mother's like a poison made for only one soul.”” — Catherynne M. Valente ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Mother Parenting Spirituality
“She's poison of the worst kind, a slow disease that eats the heart and rapes the soul.” — C.M. Stunich Copy Share Image
“If one of us had to die, it ought to be the one with poison in her heart.” — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“When I was a child my mother would tell me that people lost soul in two ways: someone could take it from you, or… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“I am the Mother's blade, the Mother's wrath... You have poisoned her, raped her and her children. Left her to die. Now you will… — R.S. Belcher Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think there's only one mother in the world, and we all got a piece of her.” — Barbara Froman Copy Share Image
“Like the scorpion said to the maiden as she lay dying, ‘You knowed I was poison when you picked me up.’ ” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“I think that your soul needs to learn that it is always loved, no matter whether your mother is there to see it or… — Tricia O'Malley Copy Share Image
When I saw him I thought I could curl up inside him and go to sleep and never wake up." "Men are no good… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
We all just keep moving, September. We keep moving until we stop. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You couldn't ever really fix a sad story. You could only make another. And another. And another, until you found the right one at… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“He considers it for a moment and spits out the seeds, which sprout, quickly, into tiny junkblossoms sizzling with recursive algorithms. The algorithms wriggle… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“The cicada lies in the earth for seventeen years. It is warm and dark there, it is soft and wet. Its little legs curl… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Her heart was bruised by the kiss, smashed and surprised and unsettled by it. September thought kisses were all nice, sweet things asked for… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“September put her hand on the grip of the Rivet Gun. She’d only just gotten it, and she’d promised to take copious notes for… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You see, the future is a kind of stew, a soup, a vichyssoise of the present and the past. That's how you get the… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Fairy tales have always been about getting through the worst of everything, the darkest and the deepest and the bloodiest of events. They are… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
My mother says I didn't open my eyes for eight days after I was born, but when I did, the first thing I saw… — Elizabeth Taylor Copy Share Image
Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing! It is the jester! A voice from the Void, to cheer poor Cicero! I accept your gift, dearest Night Mother.… — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
(knitting while on a motorcycle) "For several years she knitted in secret (my father would not approve; she was to concentrate on motorcycling and… — Elizabeth Zimmermann Copy Share Image
My mother was strong-willed, demanding, and very supportive all at the same time. — Michael Spence Copy Share Image
Everything comes home, my mother used to say; every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped; it's… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
One of the ways that I discovered my confidence and my ability to overpower is becoming a mother. Suddenly, my world wasn't about myself… — Lights Copy Share Image
Surely, if Mother Nature had been consulted, she would never have consented to building a city in New Orleans. — Mortimer Zuckerman Copy Share Image
Peace is the first thing the angels sang. Peace is the mark of the children of God. Peace is the nurse of love. Peace… — Pope Leo I Copy Share Image
I'm a strange mixture of my mother's curiosity; my father, who grew up the son of the manse in a Presbyterian family, who had… — Rupert Murdoch Copy Share Image
