#mother

It felt natural. That is what I remember most about becoming a father halfway through my 20s. As if Mother Nature was giving me the big thumbs up. ↗

— Tony Parsons

#becoming #big #father #felt #giving

I have a brother younger than me. My mother was a librarian, so from her, I got the taste to read. ↗

— Shimon Peres

#got #her #i #librarian #me

We shall fight to the last to free our Motherland. ↗

— Ziaur Rahman

#free #last #motherland #our #shall

The factory that my grandmother had put under the house to produce these green men to come get me. ↗

— Todd Bridges

#factory #get #grandmother #green #had

My father invented a cure for which there was no disease and unfortunately my mother caught it and died of it. ↗

— Victor Borge

#caught #cure #died #disease #father

In the book Soldiers on the Home Front, I was greatly struck by the fact that in childbirth alone, women commonly suffer more pain, illness and misery than any war hero ever does. An what's her reward for enduring all that pain? She gets pushed aside when she's disfigured by birth, her children soon leave, hear beauty is gone. Women, who struggle and suffer pain to ensure the continuation of the human race, make much tougher and more courageous soldiers than all those big-mouthed freedom-fighting heroes put together. ↗

— Anne Frank

#women-s-strength #beauty

One of the very few reasons I had any respect for my mother when I was thirteen was because she would reach into the sink with her bare hands - bare hands - and pick up that lethal gunk and drop it into the garbage. To top that, I saw her reach into the wet garbage bag and fish around in there looking for a lost teaspoon. Bare hands - a kind of mad courage. ↗

— Robert Fulghum

#courage

My father really was not the dominant person who raised the family, it was my mother who raised the family. ↗

— Stevie Wonder

#family #father #mother #person #raised

Mother seemed happiest when making and tending home, the sewing machine whistling and the Mixmaster whirling. Her deepest impulse was to nurture, to simply dwell; it had nothing to do with ambition and achievement in the world...How had I come to believe that my world of questing and writing was more valuable than her dwelling and domestic artistry?...I wanted to go out and do things--write books, speak out. I've been driven by that. I don't know how to rest in myself very well, how to be content staying put. But Mother knows how to BE at home--and really, to be in herself. It's actually very beautiful what she does...I think part of me just longs for the way Mother experiences home. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#motherhood #beauty

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful. ↗

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz

#mothers #mums #smile #smiles #beauty