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.
Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.
A mother is the one who fills your heart in the first place.
A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.
The loveliest masterpiece of the heart of God is the heart of a mother.
Mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.
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.
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
A mother is your first friend, your best friend, your forever friend.
I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.