The loveliest masterpiece of the heart of God is the heart of a mother.
A mother is your first friend, your best friend, your forever friend.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
My mother is a walking miracle.
Mother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind.
A mother is clothed with strength and dignity, laughs without fear of the future. When she speaks her words are wise and she gives instructions with kindness.
Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.
Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.