#moth

She sat in the sunshine watching the life on the street and guarding within herself, her own mystery of life. ↗

— Betty Smith

#motherhood #pregnancy #life

You carried me nine months before bringing me to life You polished my talent when I was less than five You always grant me mirth and surround me with angelic care Hence, giving you the world’s treasures are still not fair God created you to be the source of mercy on this hard planet You are the one who taught me speaking and every good habit I always pray to God during prostration and when I kneel That he bless your time and make me under your heel ↗

— Yasser Kashef

#life

I had no illusions that now, in some final and dramatic flash of revelation, we would understand one another. We were done. It was a fact of my life--intractable and sad--that our relationship had been a failure. Still, with her prognosis came one last chance to be her daughter. [p. 163] ↗

— Dani Shapiro

#life

Life was hard on mothers; but then, they just didn't understand. ↗

— James T. Farrell

#life

What's your heart telling you to do? I don't know.' Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#mother #son #love

You realize that you habitually thought of Mom when something in your life was not going well, because when you thought of her it was as though something got back on track, and you felt re-energized. ↗

— Kyung-Sook Shin

#mother #mother-s-love #life

one of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive. ↗

— Audrey Niffenegger

#childhood-memory #happiness #loss #love #memory

I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#mother #truth #love

A good mother loves fiercely but ultimately brings up her children to thrive without her. They must be the most important thing in her life, but if she is the most important thing in theirs, she has failed. ↗

— Erin Kelly

#parenting #life

She [my mother] was the force around which our world turned. My mother was propelled through the universe by the brute force of reason. She was the judge in all our arguments. One disapproving word from her was enough to send us off to hide in a corner, where we would cry and fantasize our own martyrdom. And yet. One kiss could restore us to princedom. Without her, our lives would dissolve into chaos. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#love