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I hope someday she meets just the right man and has babies - a whole passel of babies, more than I could have - so she understands how it kills me now that she won't let me hug her when she's in obvious distress. (The Life You've Imagined) ↗


— Kristina Riggle


#daughters #denial #love #motherhood #mothers

May your heart open. May joy emerge. May love flow through you. May you heal and help others. ↗


— Charlene Costanzo


#heart #helping-others #inspiration #joy #love

Sweater, n. Garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly. ↗


— Ambrose Bierce


#children #clothes #clothing #definition #humor

Watch over Honoria, will you? See that she doesn’t marry an idiot. ↗


— Julia Quinn


#friends #humor #love #humor

Tomorrow's leaders will not lead dictating from the front, nor pushing from the back. They will lead from the centre - from the heart ↗


— Rasheed Ogunlaru


#empowering-others #evolved-consciousness #leaders #leadership #leadership-styles

أنت لا تعرف فيما يفكر الآخرون ، وبالطبع لا تتحكم في أفكارهم ↗


— Lani Arredondo


#thinking #business

They loved the sea. They taught themselves to sail, to navigate and read the weather. Without their mother's knowledge and long before she thought them old enough to sail outside the harbor, they were piloting their catboat all the way to the Isles of Shoals. They were on the return leg of one such excursion when the fickle weather of early spring took an abrupt turn and the sky darkened and the sun vanished and the wind came squalling off the open sea. They were a half mile from the harbor when the storm overtook them. The rain struck in a slashing torrent and the swells hove them so high they felt they might be sent flying--then dropped them into troughs so deep they could see nothing but walls of water the color of iron. They feared the sail would be ripped away. Samuel Thomas wrestled the tiller and John Roger bailed in a frenzy and both were wide-eyed with euphoric terror as time and again they were nearly capsized before at last making the harbor. When they got home and Mary Margaret saw their sodden state she scolded them for dunces and wondered aloud how they could do so well in their schooling when they didn't have sense enough to get out of the rain. ↗


— James Carlos Blake


#sailing #sea #home

The marriage of a Jewish son is a bittersweet prospect. There is relief, always, that he has navigated the tantalizing and plentiful assemblies of non-Jewish women to whom the children of the Diaspora are inevitably exposed: from the moment he enters secondary school there is the constant anxiety that a blue-eyed Christina or Mary will lure him away from the tribe. Jewish men are widely known to be uxorious in all the most advantageous ways. And so each mother fears that, whether he be short and myopic, boorish or stupid or prone to discuss his lactose intolerance with strangers, whether he be blessed with a beard rising almost to meet his hairline, he is still within the danger zone. Somewhere out there is a shiksa with designs on her son. Jewish men make good husbands. It is the Jewish woman's blessing as a wife, and her curse as a mother. ↗


— Francesca Segal


#humor #judaism #marriage #sons-and-mothers #design

Does your ma know you're this silly?" she demanded tartly. He nodded, comically sad. "The few gray hairs she has on her head are my doing. But" — with an exaggerated change of mood — "I send her plenty of money, so she can pay to have them dyed!" "I hope she beat you as a child," Onua grumbled. ↗


— Tamora Pierce


#mothers #change

Want to know the biggest lie ever written? 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. ↗


— Bart Yates


#brothers-bishop #nathan-bishop #love






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