To inspire you today!
My mother was the source from which I derived the guiding principles of my life. (John Wesley)
My mother had a slender small body, but a large heart—a heart so large that everybody’s grief and everybody’s joy found welcome in it, and hospitable accommodation. (Mark Twain)
She tried in every way to understand me, and she succeeded. It was this deep, loving understanding as long as she lived that more than anything else helped and sustained me on my way to success. (Mae West)
For the mother is and must be, whether she knows it or not, the greatest, strongest, and most lasting teacher her children have. (Hannah Whitall Smith)
You can never really live anyone else’s life, not even your child’s. The influence you do exert is through your own life, and what you’ve become yourself. (Eleanor Roosevelt)
From Jennie Bernstein, mother of the famous Jewish musician and conductor, Leonard Bernstein: Lenny always wanted an audience. And in the beginning, I was that audience.
My mother was as mild as any saint, and nearly canonized by all she knew, so gracious was her tact and tenderness. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
Mother was one of those strong, restful, yet widely sympathetic natures, in whom all around seemed to find comfort and repose. (Harriet Beecher Stowe)
My mother made a brilliant impression upon my childhood life. She shone for me like the evening star—-I loved her dearly. (Winston Churchill)
All that I am or hope to be I owe to my angel mother. I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. (Abraham Lincoln)
My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am, I owe to my mother. (George Washington)
What tigress is there that does not purr over her young ones, and fawn upon them in tenderness? (Saint Augustine)
Youth fades; love droops; the leaves of friendship fall; A mother’s secret love outlives them all. (Oliver Wendell Holmes)
She was such a good loving mother, my best friend; oh, who was happier than I when I could still say the dear name “mother,” and it was heard by her, but whom can I say it to now? (Ludwig van Beethoven)
I have found that no kisses can ever compare to “mom” kisses, because mom kisses can heal anything. You can have a hangnail, a broken heart, or catatonic schizophrenia; with moms, one kiss and you’re fine. (anonymous)
I think my life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face. (George Eliot)
The older I become, the more I think about my mother. (Ingmar Bergman)
