#mothers

It is the custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day. If you could keep awake (but of course you can’t) you would see your own mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her. It is quite like tidying up drawers. You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek as if it were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. When you wake in the morning, the naughtinesses and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind; and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#mothers #thoughts #beauty

My mother was widely loved, and rightly so – and widely regarded as too sweet for words. Well, she had them buffaloed. Any woman who could out-stubborn a dachshund deserved to be accorded the wary and respectful affection the dachshund gave her. ↗

— Markham Shaw Pyle

#mothers #love

I do not understand what makes mothers think they are walking-talking thermometers.But I think somewhere during the process of giving birth and changing diapers, they actually begin to belive they have this supernatural sense. ↗

— Melody Carlson

#mothers #supernatural #change

Her religious beliefs went first, for all she could ask of a god, or of immortality, was the gift of a place where daughters love their mothers; the other attributes of Heaven you could have for a song. ↗

— Thornton Wilder

#love #mothers-and-daughters #religion #love

Mothers can forgive anything! Tell me all, and be sure that I will never let you go, though the whole world should turn from you. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#louisa-may-alcott #mothers #forgiveness

Many working mothers feel guilty about not being at home. And when they are there, they wish it could be perfect. This pressure to make every minute happy puts working parents in a bind when it comes to setting limits and modifying behavior. ↗

— Cathy Rindner Tempelsman

#behavior #being #bind #comes #could

Our mothers and fathers want change. They worked all of their lives, but today live in destitution. ↗

— Viktor Yushchenko

#fathers #live #lives #mothers #our

So the experts think we could have an AIDS-free generation in Africa by 2015, even if the mothers are positive. ↗

— Alan Cumming

#could #even #experts #generation #mothers

Mother (fragment) ...You asked me if I would be sad when it happened and I am sad. But the iris I moved from your house now hold in the dusty dry fists of their roots green knives and forks as if waiting for dinner, as if spring were a feast. I thank you for that. Were it not for the way you taught me to look at the world, to see the life at play in everything, I would have to be lonely forever. ↗

— Ted Kooser

#mothers-and-daughters #nature #poetry #life

He was looking forward eagerly to seeing her again. He had coped perfectly well on his own, of course, but it was very reassuring to have someone in your life who was always ready to fight for you, and he had missed that comforting feeling, ↗

— Ken Follett

#life