#mother

When I think of Tomodachi, I think of your mother. Your mother, she too lose her baby. She lose you. That very sad thing for her. Maybe she come looking, and she not find you. You not there when she come. She think you dead for ever. But she see you in her mind. Now as I speak maybe she see you in her mind. You always there. I know. I have son too. I have Michiya. He always in my head. Like Kimi. They dead for sure, but they in my head. They in my head forever. ↗

— Michael Morpurgo

#family #kensuke-s-kingdom #love #michael-morpurgo #mother

Mothers got a hard road to travel, believe me. ↗

— John Kennedy Toole

#motherhood #mrs-irene-riley #family

Leah: I want those gubs Mommy. Kate: They're not 'gubs' they're 'gloves' Aaden and Leah try and say gloves Leah: Gloves! Kate: Good job! Aaden: Gubs! Kate: No ↗

— Kate Gosselin

#family #gloves #motherhood #mothers #parenting

And you, Mom. I loved you. You've asked if i felt and understood that you loved me. of course I did. And you know this. I loved your love because it kept me safe and happy and wanted, and it existed beyond words and hugs and eyes. ↗

— Lisa Genova

#love #mother #family

Not that she means anything by it, he knows. This is simply her lifelong habit of moderation at work, her need to tamp everything down to the routine, the modest, the tepid everyday. He understands the whole concept of boundaries, but there’s a point where this mania for normalizing turns toxic. ↗

— Ben Fountain

#mothers #family

I grew up in a Hindu household but went to a Roman Catholic school. I grew up with a mother who said, 'I'll arrange a marriage for you at 18,' but she also said that we could achieve anything we put our minds to an encourage us to dream of becoming prime minister or president. ↗

— Indra Nooyi

#also #anything #arrange #becoming #catholic

How do I know you'll keep your word?" asked Coraline. "I swear it," said the other mother. "I swear it on my own mother's grave." "Does she have a grave?" asked Coraline. "Oh yes," said the other mother. "I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#humor #mothers #humor

Some women seem so voluptuous in every sense, richly bountiful and fertile with generous gifts of plenty, sensual and confident in their female strength that they are called "earth mothers." That’s how some days feel—when they are bountiful and fertile with the power of our imagination. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#days #earth #earth-mother #inspiration #rich

No matter how much he talked, she never answered him, but he knew she was still there. He knew it was like the soldiers he had read about. They would have an arm or a leg blown off, and for days, even weeks after it happened, they could still feel the arm itching, the leg itching, the mother calling. ↗

— Pat Cunningham Devoto

#death #loss #missing #mother #sadness

I used to fear their deaths--the car! the dog! the sea! the germ!--until I realized it need never be a problem: on the trolley, on the way to the mortuary, I would put my hands into their ribs and take their hearts and swallow them, and give birth to them again, so that they would never, ever end. ↗

— Caitlin Moran

#death