To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. —Maya Angelou
Never say anything on the phone that you wouldn't want your mother to hear at your trial.
—Sydney Biddle Barrows
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not. —James Joyce
Youth fades, love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; a mother's secret hope outlives them all.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes (1775-1817)
A mother's hardest to forgive. Life is the fruit she longs to hand you, Ripe on a plate. And while you live, Relentlessly she understands you. —Phyllis McGinley
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown. In my heart it don't mean a thing.
—Toni Morrison