In the mother’s eyes, her smile, her stroking touch, the child reads the message: ‘You are there!’
Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.
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.
A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.
All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.
When you are looking at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
Mother is the heartbeat in the home and without her, there seems to be no heartthrob.
When you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.