Mother is the heartbeat in the home and without her, there seems to be no heartthrob.
My mother is a walking miracle.
There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Acceptance, tolerance, bravery, compassion. These are the things my mom taught me.
To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.
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.
The loveliest masterpiece of the heart of God is the heart of a mother.
A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take.
A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
