Mother Quote by Nora Roberts Download Open image ““My mother said once that we were all hers already. We just hadn't found each other before.”” — Nora Roberts ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Mother Parenting
“There was a time if my mother had said we she’d have meant me and her. Now it was them. She was still a… — Yvvette Edwards Copy Share Image
“I was so happy that my mother, father, and two brothers had somehow found one another. Perhaps my mother and father have gotten back… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
“But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew,… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“I asked my mother when we first met, but she evaded the answer like she does everything else.” — Candace Knoebel Copy Share Image
“Because he was always mine. And I was always his. Even before we knew it. Even before we found each other.” — Jodi Ellen Malpas Copy Share Image
“Maybe we knew each other in another life. Or maybe we were just meant to find each other in this one.” — Laura Miller Copy Share Image
“Once she’d realized she’d never meet her mother’s expectations, it didn’t seem real important to meet anyone else’s.” — Carla Cassidy Copy Share Image
“I realize we are similar in more ways than one. Before finding each other, we were both alone.” — Samantha Armstrong 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
“Why stop now? Seduce me, Brian.I dare you." "I've always found it hard to turn aside a dare.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“He's back in Maine now.She did say he badgered her with questions. Of course, she didn't have the answer until she spoke to me… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Every professor worth his PhD should have a fireplace in his study.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Sorry, bad wing." When Theo kissed him, surprise and pleasure flustered him. He couldn't remember the last time this boy, this young man, had… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“No point in wishing for what you can't have. - Blair What's the point in wishing for what you can and do? - Larken” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Grayson: Fiction is just a lie anyway. Brianna: But it's not - it's a different kind of truth - it would be your truth… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“I was going to make a confession. Then I remembered I don't make them very well. We still need to see the monkeys." "You… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else. — Nora Roberts 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